The midnight plane with its flying lights
looks like an unloosed star
wandering west through blue-black night
to where the mountains are,
a star that's come so close to earth
to tell each quiet farm and little town,
'Put out your lights, children of earth. Sleep warm.'
you have penned beautifully, nice thoughts, thanks for sharing.
A lovely poem, beautifully penned Keep writing.10 for this poem
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A lovely articulation of good train of thought, nicely encapsulated and insightfully penned with conviction. A beautiful poem indeed. Thanks for sharing Frances. Please read my poem MANDELA - THE IMMORTAL ICON.