Mummy, what are stars?
Well, my child, Some say they are different planets,
Or luminous spheres held together by gravity,
A sign from God,
Or a sign that determines you.
Some say they are the souls of those in heaven,
Or the sins of those in hell,
A beacon of light for those who are lost,
And a victory for those who are found.
But I say that stars are the ones who help you,
Whether they are shining high,
Or here on Earth,
They carry you through the darkest of moments,
Knowing your fate,
But waiting for you to realize it.
They come and go,
But always return shining brighter,
We are the stars that matter.
By Olivia Manheim