Only Stars

February 26, 2010
They are calling to you from the front porch;
The attic has lines and blurs like old photographs
And their voices are echoes,
So far away---
They love you, so much
"Play safe, now,"
When the night comes in,
All the other children go home
"It's time for dinner" never came for you---
Only stars.
Only stars.

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