The Farthest of the Stars


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I am the farthest of the stars;

Millions of light years separate

The truth that I’m already dead

From what you see – the clear, white lie;


Alive for you, my glow each night

Stops time in flight and conquers space -

Likewise, my warmth, my love, my smile

Will never die a mortal’s death


So when your hands cannot reach mine,

When silence drowns my voice and name,

Look at the farthest of the stars,

And know, what matters – shines, always

To my Mother