stargazing at the beach

Fine powdery sand slips between my fingers,
Catching the red-gold glow of the fire.
The cold surf plays a duet with someones ukelele
I am warmed by the flames and the singers.

The end of the meteor shower's tonight,
If I keep watching the sparkling dark
Perhaps I will see some of the stars falling from the sky
I will make a wish on their graceful light.