Once the stars flew from my eye’s,
I spewed my dreams all over the place.

Soon after time grew and began to feel ,
weightless, wonderful, and mysterious,
that’s when I became aware.

Life breathed, grew,
and bared down to release me,
from its heart I leaped free.

I became a falling star,
a wish I bring with me.

I wish upon a falling star,
upon my dreams I dear to fly,
a star dusty falling from the sky,
soon I will wake
and my eye’s will open
from this dusty star lit dream.

© By Amanda D Shelton