Audible Sighs
a setting sun
ends its run
the day's done,
darkness won
night's begun
everyone
but my son
leaves one by one.
gazing up at night's starry skies
through a five-year-old's eyes,
he starts to fantasize
for stars look like fireflies,
and watching the moon rise
triggers audible sighs
for as things normalize;
shooting stars renew his surprise.
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