I see the stars in all these crowds
and I see you as well,
You shine the brightest of them all---
in radiant light, I fell.
They can never beat your shine,
for yours is bare and bold.
They may copy who you are,
but never how you're gold.
And if you ever feel alone,
perhaps a little blue,
remember that among those stars,
nothing compares to you.
YOU ARE READING
This is why I write.
Poetryfor the people I've loved, lost and discovered along the way
