I drove home from choir,
Got out of the car
And looked up,
And there above me
Was a clear sky
With stars shining,
Shining down on me,
And I was pulled up
Pulled up to the sky.
I wandered,
Wandered among the stars,
Each one a memory,
A memory of those who had passed,
Passed from my life.
It brought joy to my heart
Knowing that those who had left,
Left this life
Were looking down on me
And were still with me
And their love and kindness
Was still abounding,
Abounding in my life.