Stargazing: A Poem

Lying under the

unending sky of

vibrant stars

her head touches his

as they lie and look above,

in admiration.


Crickets chirp, busy cars

in a rush to get home

masked by the soothing sound

of his voice as he recollects

names and memories.


The big dipper is in the corner

and he takes her hand to 

trace its shape.

Her eyes now on Cepheus

as she points out the 

dazzle of patterns,



They lie on the 

freshly sprinkled lawn

for hours

looking and talking and sharing

about the stars,

the galaxy, the universe.