Stars

For my psychiatrist, you know why :) That night you wheeled me to the beach And as we sat there silently Above our heads, beautifully The sky rained rainbows on us each Stars as coloured little stones You smiled and asked me quietly: “Is there then nothing you can see That convinces you you’re not alone?” I made a wish aimed up, up high And as they whirled and disappeared It was as if all I still feared Would soon be gone, passed by