My Brightest Sun

She shines during day and night, so bright she might...light the darkness away, by day her spark is felt by her descendants and heirs. She has no marks nor a flag . She is deep in the universe. on late dark hours is where we converse, our subjective views and news of slag. our relevance and mishaps. She shoots, I wish; for her heart desire, her dreams to retire, free from debt. Her spark is forever present yet invisible. She appears where and when impossible. She is a galaxy on her own. She is my Sirius; my brightest star. my father. my MOTHER