fantasy, Nature, Poetry

The Little Star Thief

Leah Chrestien 
Stars, low light, frail kindly light
pinned to the dark fabric of the night
embroidered with yarns of silvery thread
in celestial patterns twinkling o'erhead.

Some playful fingers set them stray,
each loosened star drifts miles away;
white streaks of light flare up and 'round,
bright glinting stars come falling down.

I wonder wherein lie stars that fell -
perhaps into a wishing well;

or into the top hat of a little boy 
with a smiling face, heart full of joy;
he prances around, both near and far
collecting each wishful shooting star.

The little thief will steal them all,
as soon as  sparkles start to fall;
he takes them all so he can share
the golden stars, so rare and fair !

Once the hat is full, he runs away
cheery 'nd giggling along the way.

© Copyright: Leah Chrestien. November 2023.  The post The Little Star Thief | Poetry first appeared on The Ecstatic Storyteller. The author reserves the right to the content. No reproduction of content in any form is permitted without the prior consent of the author.

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Published by Leah Chrestien

I'm a data scientist currently working for IDC and living in Prague. In my free time, I enjoy travelling, photography, hiking, theatre and literature.

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