Thursday, October 18, 2012

A Wish


Plummeting through the skies
A wish was dropped onto to me 
So simple and pure was this humble thing 
It made me want to weep

My blackened soul may not bear
the weight of its purity.
But I have to take it safely through 
to where it ought to be .

Oh lonely star do tell me this,
What could this possibly mean?
This wish deserves a lovely world 
Instead it is with me. 

It stirs my heart, it makes me feel.
How I wish it could stay with me!
But I have to take it safely through 
to where it ought to be.

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