Monday, May 07, 2007

Starlight (3)

The moonbeam is elusive,
Another star nears me.
My hand extends;
A familiar feeling,
Close my eyes…
Once again give in.
He whispers,
Through my hand,
“I’m here to stay,
A little while.”
I smile,
My strength is back,
For another mile.
Ah… for a moonbeam next time!
I start to walk again.
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