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
Oct 16, 2014
Oct 16, 2014 at 12:28 PM UTC
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
really though I look at the sky too much
I'll be walking to the store with mom and I'll suddenly realize that I'm gazing again
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