Wonderful ThingsOnce upon a night, a star fell from sight.
It shimmered and glowed and had the most perfect white.
A shooting star in flight, that landed right by my side.
And I was filled with excited fright, of what that star must have had to fight.
To be expelled from the sky of a world so bright.
And in the night I stand lonesomely, with the star at my feet,
With nothing to lose but a bargain and some plight.
So I sighed.
And suddenly I felt an urge to hide
Poetry by Ali Al Saeed
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Written on 2006-09-05 at 10:19
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