Where the Stars are

I used to look

Up at the sky

And point out

The constellations

To my grandson.

Sometimes,

I would think

Of you.

I knew you were there

Somewhere

But hard as I might try

I couldn’t find you

Anymore-

Because

The stars

had ended

and the sky

was now

all black.

 

Copyright 1987

 

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