Stargazing


From the back of my truck,
we saw a star.
Grazing the top of the hill,
brightly shining far off.

Lying on our backs,
looking up at it.
The wind seeping over
the bed of my truck.
The night air, cold and dry.

Stars, now, as far as the eye can see.
A sea of lights to get lost in.

We will be just fine.

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