meandpaul

Every day that year 
I would look up at the sky 
At night it was black and blue 
With white stars 
Glowing bright above 
The Marfa lights 
The streetlights glowed 
Bright and bold

Orange, yellow, and red 
Swirled like a painter mixing his colors 
The brush strokes, light, heavy, loud 
A pallet of only the brightest colors 
Distracting him from the grip of life 

Late at night
Under the comfort of the fall air
I would sit on the roof
Watching the stars in the sky 
As the smell of the different seasons 
Comforts me 
With the same music as all those years ago

The hours drifted away,
Like the stars in the sky. 
The same stars that framed your face that night, 
That night felt like only hours ago 
Even though it's been three years. 

Need less. Give more.  
Stop looking for the sorrow in life. 
Watch the good things grow.  
Don't give up. 

This is an empty house, 
A house that's lost its soul. 
The laughter and joy that once echoed through it, 
Faded away with time and age.