deepundergroundpoetry.com
Poor Aim
I looked up the other night to wish upon a star
All that could be seen were the clouds from the storm
The city lights seared the sky with reflected light
Not a single star could be seen
I made a wish anyway
There are billions of stars out there
I should be able to hit one I think
It must have missed the mark
For the wish I wished did not come true
Then again they never do
All writing remains the property of the author. Don't use it for any purpose without their permission.
likes 2
reading list entries 0
comments 1
reads 578
Commenting Preference:
The author is looking for friendly feedback.