While The Stars Still Burn

When I gaze up at the night sky, the stars I see above me are the same stars that blanket your night sky. The moon that shines a pale light on me is the same moon whose face you can see. The golden sun that makes my world a little brighter is the same sun that lights your day. For all we have in common, but no longer share, at least we share these still. So I take comfort in the sun, the moon, and the stars. If we can share these, then perhaps one day we can share them together. Maybe if we wish on the same star. ~A.S