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Watching the Perseid Meteor Shower for Kyla

Waiting for a meteorite
to shoot across the sky
is like waiting for a blind date
to show up

I’m alone in the dark
in the middle of the yard
And nothing happens
And nothing happens

It’s like waiting for a heart
for my young friend on the transplant list
knowing that someone will die
before her life is saved

The stars seem enough
All in their right places
But if even one falls
I’ll know what to wish for

Then a streak of light
flashes like a genius
I think my eyes are playing tricks
I hold my breath in awe
and cry

______Colleen Redman / Poets United

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