The Missing Star

phiphughes

Walking through the moonlit doors,

Coming along a distressed path is a shining star

A dazzling enigma, soon vanquish in darkness behind the door

Once he went inside, never looked back

A faint smile was the last glimpse we caught of him

The key of satisfaction unlocked emotions, from almost everyone

The “little boy” lay calm

He felt no pain,

He was comfortably lying in His palm

But he was there a moment before

Until the scoreboard showed “63 Not Out”

RIP PHILIP HUGHES

By Moumita Dasgupta

4.12.14

Phillip-Hughes

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