“Catch a falling star and put it in
your pocket, save it for a rainy day.”
How I loved that song!
Much easier to catch a lightning bug ~
but they don’t live. Not in pockets or jars.
Lie on your back in the cool grass, and you
can see both lightning bugs and stars.
Lightning bugs fly and flicker on and off,
whereas stars are far away but stand still.
And beam, like smiles, like they’re watching the earth
or were a while ago and stay in touch,
Like friends I’ve lost along the way and still
can’t accept their absence. I name the stars.
And if they fall, I will catch them, I would
always catch them, even a while ago.
I catch the falling stars and put them in
my heart and never let them fade away.
For Sumana's prompt Poets United Midweek Motif ~ "Looking at Stars" which opens at 6AM.
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