Alas, we say goodbye to a star
Wish upon it as it streaks the sky,
Glinting as it falls, away, afar
Signalling it's end is nigh.
Thinking something so mighty and bright
Could be brining about its own end.
Flickering flame fading into night
Souls and hearts message to be sent.
Somehow we can relate to them.
Even by only a little
Tearing at ourselves like a shirts hem,
Something like life, almost seems fickle.
