Stars

by Skyler   Jun 5, 2009


Shining in the dark night sky.
Pure white to the naked eye.
A few different colors,
When looked at closely.
But red is the color of them mostly.

Born from simple gas and dust.
A long life is what they most lust.
How they are created,
Determines how they will live.
The biggest ones have little to give.

Littlest ones have the longest life.
But they will suffer the smallest light.
Born too big,
And life's not long.
But in the end, each one belongs.

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