Pocket Full Of Stars Poem by Twilight Whispers

Somehow,

my pocket-full of


stars

has


fallen apart


almost as if

when


you

went,



I lost

my


way in

the


dark.


and now I


can’t see




your
flames


because



they

have died down

to burnt embers




like millions

of

tumbling
stars.





and you,

my

dear,

you are one of
those stars,



but you

have



not



fallen.




you


are here


still

in my heart


and in my head


and in my soul.

and most

of

all,


you are in

my





prayers.

















March 28th 2010.




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