A Passing Star

Every once in awhile
A bright star will pass above,

You can look and wish
But you can't make it love,

It appears to your eyes
That the light is shining on you,

And for that moment in time
You are happy and everything is new,

As it leaves your sight
You picture it in your mind,

For without that light
Life is a lonely place better left behind

-- My brother, Otter