A dying star fell from the sky
Growing dimmer every moment
No one seemed to notice
Or if they did
No one really cared
Why should they?
Billions of stars dot the sky
Shimmering like tiny jewels
Beautiful and captivating
So what if one happens to die?
Just a lonely wandering passerby
Stumbled upon the dying star
Flitting ever so slightly
All but burnt out
He took that star as his own
Their bond grew stronger with each passing day
Soon that little star began to shine again
And since the sky is out of reach
It'll have to be content by his side
But you know?
That little star really doesn't mind
He is the one who returned its brilliant shine
The best of friends they will forever be

Good write! (((Tater)))

very nice

Oh my! That is just beautiful.

Beautiful write Tater

great poem angel