I can’t see the stars anymore

When we were young, we could see them

Not as well as in the country, certainly

But still, there they were

Competing with the moon for beauty

Shining through space and time

But the city has grown

And the fake lights shine more brightly

Blotting out those small beacons

Until the moon rides in solitary splendour

Across a blank night sky

You’d have to drive and drive

Out to where the city lights are dim and distant

In search of a memory of childhood light

And then the stars will return

Brilliant and bright

Reigning supreme in the clear dark night

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