Stars

by Laurence Hill   Nov 27, 2003


I look up to the sky
Then down to the Earth
It looks so alone and empty at first
Then the cloud clears and the stars shine through
Constellations, the moon and comets all come out for you
The planets come out at varying times
Some can be seen with the naked eye
The comforting thought for all that look
They’ll be back tomorrow
And may have a different look.

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