'How about the stars at night?' by Brenda Cook

How about the stars at night?

I was coming home in the dark

When I was little and holding my dad’s hand

I saw two lovers by a tree

Looking at the stars.

And my dad said

‘Always keep that in mind’.

The lovers looked young

Out in the dark so late on their own

But my dad said

‘They’re doing something special

The sky is like heaven, the lovers have heaven on earth.’

I know now that the lovers were something deep and dark

Sharing those stars above

It didn’t only lift them

It lifted me.

I wanted to know more about love

I wanted to join those lovers.