Shooting Stars Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Watching an Arizona sky, seeing shooting stars sparkle
and die in just a moment, their beauty etched in my mind
forevermore.

Since coming to Arizona in 1961, always watching desert
skys, shooting stars appearing almost every time I watch
the sky after dark.

Splendid natural beauty, shooting across my sight, causing
me to wonder just why they fall from their perches high
in the atmosphere.

Before coming to Arizona thinking that stars were forever
always going to be there for me to gaze upon throughout
life.

Changing my perspective quite a bit since coming across
country, now just loving to watch them fall, sparkle and
fall asleep in the nighttime sky.