Wednesday, November 28, 2012

Waning Moon

Waning Moon

The waning moon fades
As hopes and dreams
Dissipate in heavens backdrop
Flickering as a candle
About to go out
Stars soft light
Casting shadows
Over my heart
An angel falling
Streaks across the sky
Crashing to Earth
Grounded now
But weak and small
Yet to be seen
Something priceless
A unique sum
Of particles seeking
To be grander
Than just a twinkle
In the distance
To be cherished
By someone

Carrie Lin R. Jones June 28 2002©
Dedicated to my friend Becca an angel in disguise.

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