Thoughts Of A Star Gazer

Star Gazing

When I was a child

I would gaze at the stars,

sitting at my window 

for endless hours.

When my eyes grew heavy,

the stars turned to fire,

and the sky burned brightly

as I fell into brilliant dreams.

As I grew older, life got harder.

Raindrops would mist the window,

until the sky was no longer clear

and the stars began to fade.

The older I became 

the less magic I saw.

And then one day I realised,

it was not just the stars that were fading.

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