Shooting Star

I look apon the shining sky,
with lights apon the land.

The falling missels,
Light the sky,
With a fiery trail behind.

Slowing down,
the fragile light,
soars across the sky.

It comes to a stop,
ever so slowly,
And ends their final journey.
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I'm not very old, so I'm kind of an ammature.
I know's it's not that good, but please give me some imput!

High 5 ! Your poem I understand it, I feel the same way about the moon and stars ! I try not to take

beautiful things for granted... Enjoy it , life is short.. Just take a few minutes, to stop and smell the
roses as the old saying goes..

Oh wow very prettty I love it!