A Foolish Star
A very young star was winking one night,
It captured an audience way below its sight.
It was above, its subjects below,
It had to reach them with a captive show.
How could it span the great distance in space,
So the earth would always recognize this star's face?
There was also the moon it had to outshine,
It wanted to be able to say, the universe is mine.
The star figured out if it turned on the charm,
It would be applauded and adored by all who were born.
It got carried away with its last encore,
It's final, awesome sight was a falling star.
All through time, the greatest of all,
Was not missed till its downfall.
Then it was forgotten and lost in space,
Because another upcoming star took its place.
poem by Kristin Nicole RothDavis
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