A Starry Night

Among those twinkling stars, One just finds me and stares. Among the many crowded people, I look at the star through the water ripple. As the night goes on and on, The star uses its shine to don, In order to hide from me, As I disappear into the sea. I wander how we will ever, Again come to see each other, By the night of this very river. In a single star, I find memories. In a single star, I find love. In a single star, I find loneliness. In a single star, I find respect. In a single star, I find poetry. In a single star, I find my mother, my only mother.