Death
I watch the stars,
And when they shine down,
I think of my loved ones,
Gathered all around.
But where do they go to,
When their time has come?
When life doesn’t last,
And the race has been run?
Is there a place called heaven?
Or a dungeon hell?
Do they float forever,
Bound to Earth by a spell?
Are they always watching?
Like the stars above:
Their eyes filled with images,
And hearts filled with love.
I watch the stars,
And when they shine down,
I know they are my loved ones;
A place where they are found.







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