She gave everyone she knew a star in the sky

so anytime she looked up she could be greeted with the comfort of familiarity

To be reminded of the love both given and received

The stars were what she liked most about the sky, after all

She became so familiar with looking up that she created maps in her mind

Each landmark representing someone she held dear

and the journey they shared

The stars were what she like most about the sky, Then they started to fall

One by one each landmark crumbled

Slowly she started looking down instead of up

For the maps she had created

served as a reminder

of what was

and of what will never be again

The stars _used_ to be what she liked most about the sky

Until they all started to fall