Falling Stars and Wooden Hearts

Stars are falling
In the dark.
He is calling,
The voice of a lark.

Rain is pattering
On the ground.
The world is spinning
Round and round.

He is good;
He is right.
This heart of wood
Is lit up bright.

Lightning strikes.
There's a thunder rumble.
In love we're falling.
Down we tumble.





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ElaineEL27 said...
Oct. 4, 2013 at 2:26 pm
Oh, my goodness. On the author's comments, that was definitely meant to be "during." I promise I can write. Gah. Hahah. :)
 
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