on cloudy nights I look up and wonder where the moon has gone...
on clear nights I look up and wonder where the constellations go...
on summer nights I look up and find the ones you pointed out to me while we were together...
the same ones I look at wondering if you're thinking of me too...
we look at the same stars yet see such different things....
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Poems for the Lost
Poetryquick poems to move life along *FOR THOSE WHO CAN NOT SLEEP* #46 IN QUICKREAD 5.28.18
