October 14, 2011
They twinkle in the night sky,
You’re huge orbs of gas
Far, far away from here.
And ledges.
A job ,
A hobby,
Or an escape,
You light up my night.
Hovering above my head,
At the edge on my finger tips.
With a telescope or the bear eye,
Each one glistens more than the others.
A sign of freedom,
Or a silly song.
Whether in the Milky Way
Or the farthest galaxy,
There the sparkle in my eyes!

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