The shower of the year should shine tonight

Amidst the galaxy of others burning bright,

Sirius, and the glowing Venus, too,

A blazing Mars, all entwined in view,

The wick of candle light,

A shower on the ever-darkening night.

However, not a single one I see,

This meteor cried wolf completely,

At least, the time in which I stood

Revealed not one, as wish I would,

No sprinkle dust to be

Us waiting revelers agree.

From balcony a waiting crowd has stood

The sky tonight, produce it should,

Orion will flash its lustrous sheen

Remnants from Haley, so it seems,

But one o'clock reveals no good

Though it wish't, it never could.

A fair shot from the truth, I think,

Meteor showers falling as a drink

From Milky Way, this love

Of falling, from the imminence above,

Yes, pretty lights distinct,

Yet reason offers forty winks.

So back to bed I slowly carry on

Whilst others wait, hoping the dawn

Produces what so far hasn't shown

It's face, at least, from what I know,

But sleep will make dreams long

As the stars continue singing nature's song.