You are
the winter's day, caught in
these words we pray,
you are a falling star.
You fall
in plumes of mist - you fade
and yet persist
you are a falling star.
We dream
we, left behind - our hopes
our hearts are blind
you are a falling star.
You flew
you saw the sky - we know
you dared to try
you are a falling star.
You feel
no cold, no winter's chill - we lift
our words, for yours are still
you are a falling star.
We weep,
we mourn the winter's day - your souls
are lifted as we pray
you are a falling star.
"make a wish"
Tuesday, February 04, 2003
In memoriam...
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