upon twilight she walks,
small jar in hand.
while moon rises in sky,
she prepares her routine.
stars play about
in the moon lit night.
twinkling overhead,
welcoming her presence.
she climbs the ladder
to the twinkling night sky.
her fiftieth day of catching
the beautiful stars.
her eyes twinkled
along with the stars
as they approached her
their glimmer golden.
the stars let her breathe,
filling her life with light
and in her little glass jar
were stars ready to land.
she was the star girl,
the princess of the night.
she caught the stars,
and the stars smiled.
stars in her hair,
in her jar and her soul
brought her to life
every gorgeous night.
but one shadowed night,
the sky had no stars.
on her ladder to space,
the little girl stared.
all the stars - gone!
where could they be?
star girl’s life was slipping,
her breaths shortening.
she was falling down,
falling through the sky,
all the stars were gone,
and her jar was empty.
Nov 12, 2016
Nov 12, 2016 at 3:00 PM UTC
upon twilight she walks,
small jar in hand.
while moon rises in sky,
she prepares her routine.
stars play about
in the moon lit night.
twinkling overhead,
welcoming her presence.
she climbs the ladder
to the twinkling night sky.
her fiftieth day of catching
the beautiful stars.
her eyes twinkled
along with the stars
as they approached her
their glimmer golden.
the stars let her breathe,
filling her life with light
and in her little glass jar
were stars ready to land.
she was the star girl,
the princess of the night.
she caught the stars,
and the stars smiled.
stars in her hair,
in her jar and her soul
brought her to life
every gorgeous night.
but one shadowed night,
the sky had no stars.
on her ladder to space,
the little girl stared.
all the stars - gone!
where could they be?
star girl’s life was slipping,
her breaths shortening.
she was falling down,
falling through the sky,
all the stars were gone,
and her jar was empty.
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