A place I see often and often go
but this night was different
behind my grandmother’s house
sat a truck I named "BIG RED"
it once belonged to someone dear to me
but now gone I sit in the darkness
of the midnight sky
covering me like a blanket of black
with my thoughts rushing by like shooting stars
I begin to look up and see not one of them
not one star in this beautiful night sky I love
not one star for the children to wish on
in the thought of letting it go
I close my eyes
to hope fully put my mind too rest
but one thought makes another
and that other makes another
tell my head starts spinning
oh how I wish there were stars in this sky too night
I would wish on all of them at once for it to stop spinning
in time I gave up
and opened my eyes
to see I am not where I once was
I am at my old house in my old yard
and who else is there the one I hold dear and near
my father he is speaking to me
but what is he saying?
"Do you see that star that star is Mars"
I to try to stop the crying
I close my eyes
and hold them tight
and ask.
“ Why? Why did you have to go? “
I slowly open my eyes
and he’s gone
and I am left right back where I started
sitting there on "BIG RED"
finally I look up
to see millions of stars
and the one called Mars.