Goodnight stars up in the sky

There you sleep, held so high

Every time you reappear

I whisper words, most sincere;

”I wonder what you’ve seen and know,

You do not die, and do not go.”

From upon your lofty throne,

The sights you must have come to known.

You’ve met my mother, sister, friend,

You’ve met us all, in the end.

Goodnight stars, up in the sky.

Dear stars, please reply.