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Shooting Stars

by Cole Miller

I laid myself down
In the quiet field
and stared up at
The millions of stars,
with every shooting
star that passed
through the nights
beautiful illinois sky
I made a silent wish
all little wishes that
would come together
to fufill a massive wish
If all those wishes
were to actually be
granted, but alas i
do not think that
any of those wishes
will be coming true
because all of my
shooting stars were
only little fireflies

07/03/2003

Posted on 07/07/2003
Copyright © 2020 Cole Miller

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Jean Mollett on 07/07/03 at 01:52 AM

Hi Nicole, Just read your poem, it's lovely. Yeah, the lighting bugs get around. Don't they. I like to watch them. Peace & Joy, Jean.

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