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Paint The Stars

January 15, 2008
By Kinnery SILVER, London, Ontario, Other
Kinnery SILVER, London, Ontario, Other
6 articles 1 photo 3 comments

Paint the stars
Across my weathered shoulders;
Let the moons orbit ‘round my eyes.
Have the planets tuck me in
When I go to bed at night.
Let the sun greet me
When the time comes.

Paint me with the stars,
Press them deep into my wrinkles,
And throw the moon’s iridescent cloak
Over my crippled back.
Show me the heavens,
Have me caress the galaxy
And I'll play with the universe
Like a child.

I long to touch forever;
I’m old and worse for wear.
I know it seems a mystery,
But I’ve no energy for fear.
You see, my son, the cloak of death,
Is just as warm as the love in my heart.
So let me reach up to the stars,
And know that I’m okay.


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on Feb. 13 2010 at 3:33 pm
ColorsofChaos13 SILVER, Southampton, Pennsylvania
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Favorite Quote:
&quot;I am not young enough to know everything&quot;<br /> &quot;These are days we dream about, when sunlight paints us gold, and this apartment could noat be prettier as we danced up there alone.&quot;

Interesting, in a good way. I love the many metaphors/personifications used.