Shooting Stars ©Mac Brown, 2003

Shootings stars Streak through the night, But if you blink only once, You will miss its light. Shooting stars More beautiful than the moon, They sail through the sky, And are gone much too soon. Shooting stars Touch so many lives, And could touch many more, But too soon it dies. Shooting stars, Do people mourn their deaths? Just like we did for you, When you took your final breaths.