Space and a Starry Sky
It's funny how being at a certain
height can make things seem small.
As in me leaning against
a railing and overlooking
the city, we call home.
The sounds may only be the honking
of cars in slow moving traffic.
The sirens of first responders
making their way somewhere to give
another person a second chance in life.
Or to stop someone's living hell.
God this world has changed.
Everyone has changed
We have changed.
Or at least that's what we think.
We may just be fantasizing and
picturing the image of what type
of person we are.
We as just be described as the
starry night sky and space.
Some of our parts are dark.
Some of our parts twinkle.
But at the end of the day, life is
a mysterious wonder and full of