Like hundreds of falling stars
Come down to the earth
They play in grasses and breezes
And sprinkle around their mirth.

Drifting on the gentle breezes
A sparkle here and there
Their paths are not known
Lighting up, who knows where.

They come out to dance and play
When the tired sun goes down
They cover all the forests and fields
And dance on the lawns in town.

Have you held one in your hand
And watched the miracle of light
Shining from this tiny star
Busy on Heaven's earth flight.

The winds gather their strength
And they disappear from sight
Like the clouds covering the stars
In the middle of the night.

©Karen L. Brookbank July 10, 2001
The Wonderful World of Blulady
Used with permission