Stars, always stars passing above the mind
each glint, each shine casting its hopes and dreams
upon my barren world.
I wanted them all, so I would look up often
but nothing would change
and my world remained barren.
So one day when the stars came out
I took one last glimpse:
I began to raise my arm
to wave goodbye
but I realized they would not be
So I simply turned my back
and walked away and in my
mind I whispered