we lay in the grass
watched the stars
fall from the sky
"did you see that?"
momma asked
"that wish was for you"
"and that one was for your brother"
we wished on stars all night
she said each star
had a wish on it tonight
for each one was made
for you, my little angels
the sky was clear
no city lights to
cloud our view
just me and mom
and brother, too
the starlit sky
we lay in the grass
watched the stars
fall from the sky
this is from the sunday scribblings, the topic was out of this world or space. it made me think of a memory from childhood, when there was a meteor shower and it was such a big deal. my parents had everyone over, friends, family and neighbors to watch. we had homemade popcorn, like on the stove drowned in butter, and homemade grape juice with a touch of sprite, and everyone laid on blankets in our field and watched the stars falling from the sky. it makes me sad that i live in a city and my children have never experienced anything so magical.
13 comments:
Simply beautiful. I love the way you've taken a memory and turned it into something quite magical.
This is a lovely evocative poem of magical moments. Would it hurt your feelings if I made one little grammatical correction that would make this poem perfect for me? It's "LAY in the grass" not "LAID in the grass". Lay is the past of lie.
Forgive this old teacher! I loved your post.
you have me rising...
WDS
thanks, it slipped:)
I've been there, staring up at the stars. You get lost in it all.
Beautiful. Mystical.
Ah, lovely! What fond memories...
a sweet poem from an even sweeter memory.. I just love stuff like this :)
You captured that moment so well with very few words! But the perfect words!
So sweet memories..
debris of our making
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thanks writerwoman, that's exciting.
what magic in the connections here with nature, memory, and family. Lovely.
Thank you...that poem is beautiful and reminds me of a similar night spent with my two boys making wishes...they are grown now, and this really touched my heart.
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