in these lonely summer nights
i occasionally place my bed
in the uppermost floor of my simple abode
it is directly underneath the skies
having only a hip-high structure
on each sides
to secure me when in deep slumber
there are no sheets of steel
no taller columns to block my sight
and with no ugly sounds to bother
and with me, is only my bold confidence
to lay down and spend here the night
in a bed directly beneath the star filled skies....
but as the lonely night grew deeper
my environment resembled like a pool
filled with chilly breeze, and
my frozen thoughts wandered that night
it start to count the distant the stars…
oh yes, i’m pleased to see the sparkles
but I mourned to witness when one, fall
the falling star, it plunged fast
penning a semi-straight line of fire
and for a second… it’s spectacular! !
and then it 's gone forever, it melted in the dark
to nowhere, leaving…
my wish….”to be with her”
to hold her hand... forever
even when my very own sparkles
fade like falling star…
and may it shine again
in another skies..I hope..i hope
Ayi Escalona
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/my-wish-to-honduras-with-love-vi/
