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A Shock of Color
A shock of color, a flash of light
Gallantly streaking across the night,
Leaving a trail of stardust in its wake
Far too significant to forsake.
It has come and gone too quickly, yes,
But its spirit lasts forever.
We could not have seen its light fluoresce
When we stood so close together.
Some things are too much a treasure
To possibly be long for this Earth.
When they are here, what a pleasure,
And in their absence we know their worth.
How lucky we are that it stopped for a while,
Invigorating us with all its glory.
Only an artful shade could so beguile,
Make each of us feel a part of its story.
A shock of color, a flash of light
Gallantly streaking across the night,
Leaving a trail of stardust in its wake
Far too significant to forsake.
Reminds me of when we see a
Reminds me of when we see a shooting star!! Nice, Rudy. I will have to read some of your poetry.
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...and he asked her, "do you write poetry? Because I feel as if I am the ink that flows from your quill."
"No", she replied, "but I have experienced it. "
Thank you so much!
Thank you so much!
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Thank you for reading! :-)
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