A Sign
A Sign
Bright white lights
beamed out across black skies
Faster than speed of sound
Heading towards future bound
Millions of tiny sparkles reflected in your eyes
I wonder why a tear falls and you begin to cry
Yet ! you have a smile on your face
Sparkles leave without leaving a trace
A witness you have been to something wonderful you have seen
Observing shooting stars
passing through time
A sign Happiness shall always be yours and mine.
Annie Mitchell
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