The Stars

I went to the window to greet the day.
But all the stars had gone away.
"Oh no," I thought, "Where can they be?
Perhaps they are afraid of me."

But when I looked up again,
I saw their shining faces grin.
"We were never out of sight.
We were shining through the night."

At times, my eyes fail to see
the beauty right in front of me.
Little details of the day
quickly pass along the way.

Lisa McIntosh