Friday, February 7, 2020

Yes, It's Me

In a metropolitan nighttime sky filled with so few stars,
You still shine.
From my earthbound vantage point, I look up every night, nod at the first one I see and wish so hopelessly
that you and I were still we.
The lines that I have written, so many for you,
“For every star he wished upon, he wished that every wish was gone.”
That’s not true.
Where did that come from?
It came from you.
 You are so close to me, yet so infinitely out of reach. A single light flares so bright tonight.
Beaming
Radiating
So present
So there!
And I am still here.
Staring up at you gazing down at all that you can see. And hoping that you’re smiling, at least from the inside where no one can see.
Yes, it’s me
 Tom M.
Jan. 2020


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