FALLING STAR… a poem

Mountain, Sunset, Sky, Silhouette, Plane

I caught a falling star

What else could I do

I cupped it gently in my palm

To hold and give to you

But as I held it

It grew bright

So, I thought I’d let it fly away

I reached up high

Towards the sky

But, in my palm, it stayed

I said, “You’re free! You can go!”

It only stared at me

Then words unspoken

Pierced my heart

Where once was misery

And something happened

Then and there

Within my very core

Deep inside

This broken soul

Is brokenness – no more

Author: What Words May Come

Hopeless romantic; joker; father and grandfather; husband; sportsman; part-time writer;

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