They're not Airplanes
If I could use a wish
Up in the night sky
I see comets streaking by
Teardrops far up high
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Made of ice and dust
I wish upon them, I thrust
My hopes that I trust
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I wish You were here
The sky sheds stars with my tears
You’ve been gone for years
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On this ball of dirt
You left me behind, waiting
My heart aches from hurt
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Excellent words
Beautiful 😍
Brilliant & beautiful!!!💕💖😊
So moving...
You put it so well, I understand 😀
Wow. Lovely piece.
Beautiful piece. Well done.
This is really beautiful and emotional. I loved the imagery in this. I've always loved stargazing. Awesome.
This is such a beautiful, almost dreamy poem!! You really are quite a poet!