Stars

Ever-present, Gems with magnificent spark. Never absent, just lost in the dark. Each an answer to a plight, wanting to be traced. Wish upon one in the night, for dreams are to be chased. But as city grows, Dark is the endless sky. Black with dogged sorrows, Lights gone out with an exhausted sigh. But when in fields far away, when city is gone and you no longer fret, in the sky they play, the dreams of all, never met.