The Shrinking Sky

Visiting my childhood home standing on a patch of grass I called my back yard. Looked up into a tiny sky with an even smaller moon and little stars. Thinking there was a time that sky appeared as the vast never ending universe, The great proliferator of this boy's imagination. My perception of the moon and stars all those years ago seemed so much bigger Older and devoid of adolescent innocence, “the belief that somehow all my hopes and dreams will magically come true”. I realize now, like that tiny sky I gazed upon that night, my life too- has become smaller...