Spirits in the Stars
The stars. Delicate pinpricks in the night.
Each one a memory of a loved ones life.
To stare at them for hours, and wonder.
Who were you on this world?
What did you do? How did you love?
Are you at peace in the skies above?
I feel them looking down at me,
Telling me to be at peace.
In the chaos on this Earthly pile,
Tonight I look up, and I smile.