Fallen Star - Poem by M.J. Henderson
We look at the night sky and say,
‘Look, it’s a shooting star,
Make a wish’.
When in fact it’s a falling star.
So why wish for something,
That is happy when,
It is actually sad?
Why make happiness out of a fallen star?
Are we really that sad?
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