gift poem for  shootingstar

inspired by http://www.furaffinity.net/view/6381476/


Out Of The Blue.
It is here I belong; I hang here my pedestal the space around me.
I look at the marble of earth, as it floats like a ball in water.
I can’t believe way out here how beautiful everything is the oceans and seas.
I dangle here in the dark sky smiling over them, how they saunter

Owed little oceans on this ball that spins, ever steady always moving
Owed little sun that beams so bright, ever so big always so small,
Owed little people that I see, ever smart always knowing
Owed to everything I can touch, ever soft always enthralled

So up here in my little area of the vast abyss
I see others like me glowing and smiling upon this
Each of us happy to float in space, as we miss
The life we once had below us

Owed little wind there is in space, never blowing always moaning.
Owed little grass blades on my paws, never feeling always dreaming
Owed little fountain in the park, never needing always stealing,
Owed little people down below, never caring always warding


So I get my chance to make them smile, I dart across the sky.
I leave a trail of dust in my wake, just for memory sakes.
Here up above this world I doth fly.
In the trail i leave not only my wake, but all what’s left is wishes you make.

Who am I? Something Special?
I am rare enough to happen but glad I make you smile.
I wish i could make every wish my own entail.
I am happy enough to know your wish is in my trail for a while

I am a shooting star, I am happy to be one.
I am shooting star, with feelings a tail and I love space.
I am a shooting star; I am always a lot of fun
I am a shooting star. With a big smile on my face!