I can't see the stars anymore. Not where I live anyway. Back when I was a child, my mother would always tell me to look at the stars when I felt helpless or down because if the littlest stars can shine in the darkness-- then I can too. Well I'm feeling down now mother. What do I do now? How am I supposed to look at the stars when there aren't any to look at mother? If these stars can't shine through these city skies, how can I?
(a.d)
I wrote a version of this before but deleted it and decided to write another poem that followed the same idea.