Descent of another star...

Rest your wings , sweet angel,
Your presence most warmly endeared.
This shabby , matted abode,
made merry by your visit here.

Pardon this unadorned recess,
as I embellish it...
With woven dreams and
reticent thoughts 
that webbed my mind.

Do return , sweet angel,
And bring with thee the glow
The lights that cast the magical beam
The luminescence and warmth thou brings.

Follow the trails of the shooting star...