Talking To a Star
When you died,
You became a star.
Of all the times I've cried,
I look up and there you are.
I talk to you about something,
Your light shines when you agree.
When you laugh you start twinkling,
And I'm glad you're so happy.
I say I miss you so much.
I wish you were here with me.
I cry some more, I miss your touch,
But it's good you're suffer free.
I tell you about my day,
And you listen.
And i love the way,
You always start to glisten.
Talking to a star,
Is not so bad you see,
But no matter how far you are,
In my heart you'll always be.
Copyright © Carmen Erickson | Year Posted 2012
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