neverending

maybe the stars

maybe the stars

aren't people who simply,

"died."

maybe the stars are the ones

who died,

but pleasantly defied

the gravedigger

when he tried to put them

in the ground.

and they rose, rose, rose

up, up, up,

until all they could do

is sweetly smile

and innocently blink

at that poor gravedigger

that just tried to do them in.

if that is the case,

maybe i stride to be a star

at least in death,

if not in life.

and maybe,

just maybe,

this whole, entire world

should take our stars' advice.

Comments2

  • Kat

    I loved this and it reminds me of one of my writes. I think it is an angel charging their wings! Great write!

  • JaneEVE

    Very beautiful - the picture with stars on ceiling very lovely too.



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