SuperNova

They wink at me,
Make the dark light up in wit.
Accompanied by their older folk.
Sometimes circular,
Or lying down with its belly.

They make me smile.
Make me proud to be human,
Able to see their shinning beauty in a pool of black blood.

I lay my head,
Starring up high and watch them light up and switch off again.
If only I'd stay up and watch them leave.

Sustituted by the singing buzz of little things I soo envy.
Happy each morning and moving.
Free to do what they want,
And go wherever they please.

The light I sometimes hate,
That pierces my eyes.
It's beautiful I know.
Aesthetic value in me.

Imagine if they were to be absent,
Absent for a day,
A week,or worse months.
Absent from the galaxy.
Absent from miles above us.

No darkness,
No light.
How boring life would become.
I'm glad,
I'm glad they are there.
I'm glad someone thought of them.
What a great artist!!