There are stars up above,
so far away we only see their light long,
long after the star itself is gone.
And so it is with people that we loved.
Their memories keep shining ever brightly
though their time with us is done.
But the star that light up the darkest night,
these are the stars that guide us.
As we live our days these are the ways
we remember, we remember.
As we live our days these days
we remember, we remember.
-Jewish
Pinegreenwoods Poetry Path
