Diana Rosser

Gift - Poem by Diana Rosser

Beneath a meteor shower in cold November
wrapped in a duvet on an old lounging chair,

stretched out, watching streaks of flaming embers
race across the dark, crystal clear midnight air,

I almost wished upon one bright shooting star;
but checked greed's impulse as I remembered there

a saying my father taught, brought from afar
‘he who wants all misses all'.
so I lived in the moment, given by that star.

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, April 11, 2012

Poem Edited: Sunday, December 9, 2012

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