I often imagine that those I lose are up there,
Decorating the night sky,
Each a twinkling star,
A burst of fragrant light,
But still I know that eternity is rare,
Cause even stars have a lifeline,
This never seems to be fair,
To give up your world in mortal form,
To leave these lands and be reborn,
As a twinkling star,
But not be seen for you’ve travelled too far.