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Stars in My Eyes

Updated on June 2, 2016

As a child I looked up with sadness
When I learnt stars die.
I thought they were forever.
But you said every star is a sun,
their energy is eternal
And it made me feel better.

Last night I looked up with sadness
when I learnt you had died.
I thought you were forever.
My sun, my energy eternal.
Now only stars in my eyes
And want of you linger.


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      Greensleeves Hubs 11 months ago from Essex, UK

      Short, but very poignant Don. I love the analogy. We think of stars as permanent, but they are not eternal. However, although they'll one day fade and die, the energy they radiate during their lives will indeed remain forever.

      So it is with loved ones. Maybe their lives are not eternal, but the influence they have, and the love they radiate, will indeed remain in our memories forever, or for at least as long as our own lives continue. Alun

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      Susie Lehto 2 years ago from Minnesota

      Don, I hope you will always have stars in you eyes as you remember your Mother. That is a lovely poem!

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      Akriti Mattu 2 years ago from Shimla, India

      It is a delight to read your poems :)

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      Don W 8 years ago

      Thanks Denno66

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      Denno66 8 years ago

      Short but sweet; sometimes less is more.

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      Don W 8 years ago

      Thanks Daniel. Glad you liked it.

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      Daniel Carter 8 years ago from Western US

      Layers and layers in your poems. I look forward to reading much more.

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      Don W 8 years ago

      Thanks. It is about loss. Of a person, of an ideal, of innocence. The person in question was my mother, whose love and intelligence was the source of great happiness for me as a child. I'm reminded sometimes of her words, which reside in me.

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      myownworld 8 years ago from uk

      a simple poem...yet so lovely! reminds me somehow of all the little fairy tales we hoped for and believed in as children, but which are after all...just fairy tales! much love....