Falling Stars Poem by James McLain

James McLain

James McLain

From Tampa Florida And Still Living Near By

Falling Stars



Night becomes day, because of them,
and the light,
from the cities obscures them from our sight.

Before we became as we are, did we not seek
with wonder and awe, with wide open eye's,
as only a child could see them.

To disappear with the coming of dawn,
with the sun,
not shedding a tear.

Saturday, July 8, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: green
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James McLain

James McLain

From Tampa Florida And Still Living Near By
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