Winter's Last Wish

Winter’s Last Wish

A wish made upon a failing star, 

one that can’t come true, 

as bruised, bare feet make 

dark stains on the frost-kissed ground.

A bride fleeing beneath a moon 

bleeding violent drops of crimson 

onto the icy ground.

The now withered blooms of her 

abandoned bouquet marring the hem 

of her once-white gown as 

she clutches a fading star in her palm, 

begging as its feeble light pulses 

with the beat of her broken heart.

She wishes selfishly for things beyond 

the reach of her frost-bitten fingertips.

This wish made with tearstained face upturned, 

staring with desperation at the darkened sky.