A
Falling Star
A falling star, a meteor,
Flashed across the sky;
So quickly born before,
It streaked to quickly die!
So fast it flew, so fleet!
In incandescent flight,
As the atmosphere did meet,
In the starry realm of night...
The shooting star aglow,
Burnt a path of light,
But didn't fall below,
To become a meteorite!
—John
Riedell |
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