The star that fell as a bright flaring slash across the sky was really a meteor
the dull star that brightens then fades over weeks in the night above is really a comet
the star that arcs in a consistent orbit lit in the heavens is really an artificial satellite 
if ever a star was to really fall toward earth the solar system would simply ignite 
There is no Father Christmas

Poetry days #26

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