Light Years

When I see a star, it's a star.
When you see,
It's a celestial body.
When I see, it's a burning mind.
And when you see,
It's a self burning mass.
Star, it's a dear friend of mine. . .
For you, it's a neighbor in the universe.

When it's near to my heart,
When I find its joy and tears,
You find its age, birth and death.
When I see it with hope,
You see it with a telescope.

Thus the difference between you and me
Is in light years!

-Jo (Light Years)

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