Night Sky I see the sun and you see the stars. It is our differences that keep us apart. We can talk about nothing the same. For my beliefs confuse you. I’m afraid it is a shame, That we’re too stubborn to think anything new. I like to run and dance and skip, Through meadows of grass and flowers. You like to sit and read by the fire, Protected from rain showers. I like to smile at strangers on the street. You smile at everyone you meet. I laugh contagiously, loud and disruptive. You look bemused, a simple chuckle you give. I focus on the big, you the small. The details that separate us, Act like towering walls. But the touch of your hands suggests That we have found the best. And although it makes us sigh We like each other’s view of the night sky. Anonymous
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