Skys Stars
I remember sky, as a child;
back then, a billion stars,
square-danced overhead;
do-see-do’ing round
while I and my friends lay outside,
watching them, watch us.
Clearly, they don’t find us very entertaining;
they never stopped to, gossip or laugh at us.
Now-a-days, they only sit shivering in fear,
as so many of them have disappeared;
they are certain they’ll disappear too.
2-24-2022
The Night Sky Poetry Contest
Anna Marie Kaianah
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