Standing out your front door,
Upon looking up,
I saw the Milky Way above me.
I exclaimed to myself,
stopped by the pale white,
stretch of stars,
arcing across the sky.
I wished you could see it too,
but I thought it best,
to let you rest.
How I longed to rest.
And there, looking up,
I felt so alive, felt to right.
Watching the stars explode,
across the sky.
Monday, August 6, 2007
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