Like stars in an unending sky,
bright and little from far away.,
yet holding many fascinating stories,
a part of the sky that it has become today.
Time passing faster than light,
often leaving us in the dark.
Stars wandering around the far ends of the sky,
these lil ones leaving many remarks.
Making the sky more riveting,
a more beautiful piece of art.
The sky symbolises our life and the stars,
they r the million memories in the heart.
Trapped in the long dark night,
the stars whisper many old tales,
they open our way into tomorrow,
and remind that good times always prevail.
Time halted for which seemed like forever,
when I recalled the good old days.
Dusted off the worn old diary,
each page taught a lesson in many ways.
-Evans