Stars

 

The stars are not talking;

My eyes are not blinking.

Where is the shooting star?

When will you be falling?

Can stars hear my wishes?

Can stars stop glittering?

Why are you glistening?

Are they shimmering tears?

Tears are not good to have;

Life’s too short for crying.

Love is beautiful too,

even if it’s been lost.

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