Letters to Life: Letters written to a loved life

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galaxy's lullaby

i lie down
on the
freshly cut,
wet grass
tickling my elbows
and face
the sky

the stars,
hanging gracefully
from their
respective constellations,
wink at me
in well synchronization
as if
conveying their
sweet secrets
to me

soon
the fluffy
white clouds
blanket me
and the
full moon
from behind
the cotton clouds
sings me
to sleep