I saw it flashing through the sky
a thought
a streak
a wonder
“A shooting star!”
“A comet, oh!”
Make a wish, they said
I smiled, a secret
on my mouth
I knew
what they did not
A comet’s purpose
is not to be wished on
But
to wish
on us.
I saw it flashing through the sky
a thought
a streak
a wonder
“A shooting star!”
“A comet, oh!”
Make a wish, they said
I smiled, a secret
on my mouth
I knew
what they did not
A comet’s purpose
is not to be wished on
But
to wish
on us.
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Comet's wish
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Comet's wish
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