Dear Stars1 min 23.8K 1 min 23.8K
I remember being told how
Shooting stars are supposed to carry our wishes.
For dead are closer to god.
I was 17 when a stranger told me,
How these stars we see might be dead,
For who knows they live light years away!
And I don't know why since then
I think these stars are dead.
Resting in a far away galaxy.
So when now I am 18,
I whisper a thank you note
to these stars every night,
For a friend since my day one on earth,
For people who have been the sun in my barren winter,
For my art, sky, books, sunflowers.
And if you think this sounds stupid
For there are infinite stars in sky,
Ask your heart,
The place you are at -
Isn't it better than yesterday,
Isn't there a lot to be grateful for?
And now don't you think
The stars are few and the list is long?
So dear stars,
My mom told me you are closer to god.
I hope you let him know, I am grateful.