Shoting Star
I'm looking up at the star's right now,
waiting to see if a shoting star will past by, woundering if i can make a wish,
a wish that will last a life time.
The past can be hard, and make you cry.
But thinking of the future can be a surprize.
you can look at your self at a peace of broken glass,
And say stuff about self,
But nothing will never change, a wish of a shoting
Star.
By:Ashley Driscoll:)
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ashley driscoll (
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- Comment from author about the poem: this poem is about 2 years old. i wrote this poem because i allmost lost my friend. i wrote this poem at the hospital when she was getting better. by reading this poem when i was there waiting for my friend marie to get better made me feel better. and when she got out from the hospital i gived her this poem for her..she was very happy and happy that i was there for her.
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Comments2
Very nice! Your comment with it made it mean so much more. Your title doubled rather seems to express your longing for the elusive shooting star.
thank you very much
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