I looked up at the night sky <br />to look at the crescent moon. <br />I saw a shooting star <br />and I made a wish. <br />Only the future holds the secret <br />whether my wish <br />will ever come true. <br /> <br /> <br />15 January 2008<br /><br />David Harris<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/crescent-moon-3/
