Look at the Stars
See them, my son,
high above your head,
embedded in dark, like diamonds
against black velvet?
Look closely, my son, for this
may be the only chance
I’ll have to show you the Milky Way
which I watched often
when I was your age.I’m so busy, my child.
I hurry so — not knowing
for certain why
I must rush headlong
through life but realizing,
there is no other avenue.
Do you see the big and little dippers?
They’re there, aren’t they?
Just as always? Oh, child!
Take time somewhere between cartoons,
football and music to look for them.
They were beautiful,
once . . . .
I’m sorry.
What shall you tell your son?
© 2014 Freeda Baker Nichols

9 comments on “LOOK AT THE STARS

  1. Oh, this is very lovely. I’d encourage my son to live more in the moment and be grateful for each day.


  2. yes… to stop and share what you have seen in your youth and is still there for the young ones in our lives…isn’t that worth saying, “look there!… isn’t that amazing!”…

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  3. Lovely poem, Freeda. Great reminder to slow down.

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  4. Beautiful and sadly so true

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