Star Gazer
A bright little star fell down from the sky.
The little girl ran barefoot across the earth…
catching it with open arms.
This beautiful star glowed with warmth…
inviting her to bring it closer...
to her heart.
She grew to love the little star.
But there came a time when she knew...
to her heart.
She grew to love the little star.
But there came a time when she knew...
she must let her star return to the sky.
She knew she must find the strength…
to say goodbye.
And so she did.
And so she did.
Nowadays when the moon is full
and the stars are twinkling…
and the stars are twinkling…
she longingly looks to the sky...
searching for the star that shines the brightest…
searching for the star that shines the brightest…
for she knows it was once her star…
and in some mysterious way, always
will be.
*****
I wrote this after the loss of a dear friend.
Each friend represents a world in us,
a world possibly not born until they arrive,
and it is only by this meeting that a new world is born.”
― Anais Nin
I wrote this after the loss of a dear friend.
Each friend represents a world in us,
a world possibly not born until they arrive,
and it is only by this meeting that a new world is born.”
― Anais Nin
"I'm grateful for all the wonderful women who have touched my heart"
