If I’m outside
My gaze is always upwards
Staring towards the heavens
Whether it’s day or night

Sometimes its hard to tell
My head will be forward
But my eyes drifting up
Ever so slightly
For a world so beautiful
The prettiest sight is the sky

If I sit near a window at night
I’ll find my eyes traveling
Away from the computer
Or TV
Or my homework
To gaze at the stars

Before the night sky is emblazoned with firey ***** of light
I sometimes try to sit and wait for them fade into view
So I can see how many I can count
My record is 28
Before so many fade into view at once
That it’s impossible to keep track

For me, stars are like people
Beautiful
Shining
But neither last

And usually, before I realize
Before I can do anything
My gaze falls on them too late
Because by the time I see them
They’re both gone

On February 14th of her 13th year
She was given flowers.
She thought they were beautiful,
But had nothing to give back
She placed them on her desk
To admire the beauty of the vibrant life
It soon turned sour
Her heart grew more sad
As the flowers grew more weary
Until they were both no more