Stars - Hungry Lucy

When the little ones go

Out on their own

A flag of caution to the wind

Do not heed this warning lightly

For you may find

Terror in the end

Tread carefully

Over these three

Smile gleefully

Circle ‘round to me

When they grow a bit more

They will learn

What they want to be

Through confusion and tears

They’ll become strong

And fly so free

Who knew you plant stars in the ground

Who knew you’d find so many all around

Did they live their lives with good intent

Or will they sing forever their lament

Now they shine so bright up in the sky

I miss them all

I make a wish

Hold my breath

And wait for their call