Seventh October....one of my greatest celebrations. It lasts almost a week in the first of the month, And I wait all year for this summer day when the weather goes wild...
All that week...there's change in me During the first week of October, I give full attention to the sky And every time a streak of light goes shooting through the darkness, I feel my heart shoot out of me
One night i saw a fireball that left a long red blazing trail across the sky
After it was gone, I stood there looking up. not quiet believing what i'd seen