I am born out of a star
A shiny little dot
Illuminating the sky
Guiding me here on Earth
Lighting up my way
Wherever I may walk
Wherever I may be
Like a mother
Watching over me
Can I pluck it out of the sky?
Can I reach there?
Can I hold it?
Can I play in its lap?
Not now
When I die
I’ll be going home
Back to the star
Death may sound cruel
But it is really a trip

7 thoughts on “Homecoming

  1. So very well written! I loved the part where you ask the questions, ‘can I pluck it out of the sky?.. can I hold it?..’ Had a lot of emotions, loved it!

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