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Golden Stars Fell from the Sky: a poem by Susan Mayer Brumel

Photo of gold streamers against a black night sky, image by "dariolafelicia", on Pixabay, modified.























gold streamers, image by "dariolafelicia", on Pixabay, modified




Golden Stars Fell from the Sky

 

(for Gold Star families—families who have            

lost a loved one as a result of active military service)


The night was dark, no moon in sight,

Alone, I searched the sky for light

In stillness, lonely willow slept

And, as she dreamed in silence, wept.

 

Alone, beneath the slumbering tree,

A tender hand reached out to me

And then it gently grazed my cheek—

Though lips did part, I could not speak.

 

In stillness of that sacred space,

The sight of a familiar face

With radiant smile of one I knew—                                          

In spirit, it was clearly you.

 

Dreaming under sleeping willow,

Head upon a wildflower pillow                                               

I saw you enter heavens high—

As golden stars fell from the sky.                                                                                               



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Susan Mayer Brumel retired a few years ago from

a career in hospice and bereavement counseling,

at which time she began writing poetry. Her work is inspired by her patients’ journeys, the beauty of nature, and the human condition. She has been published in several online literary journals. She resides near the

Jersey Shore with her husband and their Bernese

Mountain Dog, Dottie.











November 2024 issue

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cmbharris
cmbharris
Nov 17

Heartbreaking, beautiful poem. "Head upon a wildflower pillow... As golden stars fell from the sky."

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susan.brumel
5 days ago
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Thank you for your kind words, Cindy. That you appreciate my poetry means a great deal to me.

I hope you had a beautiful Thanksgiving.

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