A shooting star streaks bright across the sky
and ends without a sound in darkest night.
Ten million million miles it came to die
ten billion years gone in a flash of light.
Yet no one marks the passing of this star
this remnant of our solar systems's birth
that left its icy home and traveled far
but never reached the surface of the Earth.
All stars will fall and it is known that some
will penetrate our well of gravity.
It's certain that one day the star will come
that blots out light for all eternity.
It's certain that that star will come they say.
I hope that I won't be around that day.
