Star Gazing

Came home from class today and was forced to park in the parking lot of the baseball field next to our house since our driveway is still icy. It took me a while just to get it out of there while going to class this afternoon. And our front parking space was taken up by our other car. Anyways, it is so cold outside that I couldn’t wait to get inside. But I couldn’t help but stop to look up at the sky. It amazes me every time. The millions of stars staring down at us, like millions of fireflies dancing in the night sky. There they were and here was I, standing in the empty parking lot, freezing, my fingers about to fall off any second, my breath visible to the naked eye. I feel really small.

The Night Sky

I kick off my shoes
and plant my feet on the grass.
It feels gentle and soft
like a cool, feathered pillow.
I sit down and close my eyes
to feel the wind,
to let it touch my heart,
and pull at my heartstrings.
I want to let it sing me
a lullaby.
I lie down on my bed of grass
as they prick my ear.
I look up at the globe.
Shiny white dots fill up
the entire sky.
It’s breathtaking.
I stare up at the night sky
searching for shooting stars
and meteors
while I wish on the moon.
I stare until my eyes
close and drift off to sleep.

Dear Moon,
I hope all my wishes come true.