By Bridget Mendoza
Tonight I saw a falling star,
And for a while I watched it far.
Deep into the big night sky,
As I thought and took a sigh.
But if the sky was the depth of love,
And those who love are the stars above,
Shining brightly high and far,
Then I would be that falling star.
*This has been my favorite poem since I was in Highschool, and finally, I’ve succeeded in finding out who wrote it.