Falling Star by Witold Pruszkowski (1884) - Image in the Public Domain (Wikimedia Commons)
You'd Wish
We’re gazing at the stars bright
countless bonfires burning high
of fire white and gorgeous night,
magical sight to wanting eyes.
We stare and wait as one may break.
The sky may drop it like a tear
to grant this wish we’re quick to make
as if to them we were so dear.

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