Beautiful, beautiful, beautiful world.

Could life leave me just as wonderstruck?

I adore the stars that I see in the sky.

My upward gaze cannot be unstuck.

They fall from the sky, however.

One by one, they go, every so often.

I watch them all fall for people.

But I’ve learned to have caution.

It’s always so inconvenient. It’s mayhem.

And to think, I used to look up to them.