When everyone has left
And all light is gone
The cold dark silent sentinels
Stay on
They used to be white
We can see that now
But existence
Has not existed
Long enough
To show how
They will become
Non reflective
Exuding scant heat
Just sitting there
Passive
After
Creations defeat
Long after
The Pulsars
And Black Holes have gone out
They'll decay slowly forever
Or at least thereabouts.