According To the Constellations

The only stars that fall at night Are those which cease to share their light Their light was just for selfish sake The glow they gave was bright but fake And the constellations bear witness. Stardust writes their epitaph Across the changing cosmograph Where only true and faithful stars In chorus sing everlasting bars As the constellations bear witness. No proud or mediocre ear Can discern what celestials hear That cause their trumpets to blast the song That tips the balance of stars gone wrong Still the constellations bear witness. RETA PRUITT August 29, 2016