POEM STARTER

The sky full of stars seemed dead and cold; a place once so magical now hurt to behold.

Write a rhyming poem that ends with this line.

Growing up

The sky seemed so large

When I was but a child

The world was my playground

Young,free,wild



The orb of the night

Waxes and wanes

And with each passing year

Things are no longer the same



Time flies

Slips between my fingers

What is normal now

Was once a childish wonder



The stars glitter in the sky

Giant constellations, a prize

They shimmer and sparkle

As if mocking my cries



The sky full of stars

Seemed dead and cold

A place once so magical

Now hurt to behold


-s.n

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