I Saw a Spark Streak Through the Sky

I saw a spark streak through the sky
A tiny, dim and distant dot

There goes another soul, thought I.
I saw a spark streak through the sky

And then I wondered, when I die
Will poets pick up pens to jot:
   
“I saw a spark streak through the sky
A tiny, dim and distant dot?”

© July 28, 2005 by Allan M. Heller