Hand and hand
And arm in arm
Stand a group of stars
Close yet far
Four of them to be exact
Each one slightly different than the last
The brightest one stays in the middle
As her three friend circle around
One has a blue tint
And it joins with the brightest star
The others shine with joy
But they cannot outshine the brightest star
She smiles at her friends
As they dance around
Yet there is sorrow in her glittery eyes
Who knows the secrets of the star
The one that shines so close
To our sun
No other star seems to know
Except the one who dances with her
Around and around
Swirl the two stars
One slightly blue and one bright
Until they merge into one
The others cheer
But the brightest star disappears
They scurry around the lightening sky
Yet there is no trace of the star
Who used to shine
So brightly in the night sky
YOU ARE READING
A Moment in Time
PoëzieA place to clear my cloudy mind A place to rest my head Where stories and heart bind Better than a lonely bed Or lost in the rain Hope is found Not for one's gain But for the heart's sound Of joy Take a deep breath and relax with this collection of...
