These resplendent creations, lifetimes away, already extinguished light making it's way to my tiny eye in this vast world.

Many a time I've gazed upon you tiny star, under good situations and bad, dreaming of your perspective of me.

The night sky, capacious plethora of illustrious stars to wish on that always gives me hope.

Even when we are gone our light can live on in another's sight and memory.