Three Stars

a poem by Westly Alexander Shaw, USA

In the warm blanket of midnight colored
darkness and in the stillness to be found,
is many secrets to be shared.
Somewhere in the distance a bird sings
off key.
I glanced at the mystery of the rainbow
colored stars, as a car horn honks into the
silent night.
Each rainbow colored star was sprinkled
across the sky, as if cake decorations.
Last night as I pray, I knew the stars were
not always the same as yesterday.
As I seen a red, yellow, and blue one fall
from the sky.
I caught those falling stars and put them in a jar,
so they wouldn't go very far.
I had three wishes to save for another day!
Change was always strange, but is life's middle
name. Even the stars are never the same .

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