Lazyposts

I wonder

I wonder 

If I’ll ever become a star,

Like my grandma used to say

“When you die, my sweet child

Your body turns

Into pixie dust

And your soul into a star.”

I wonder 

If my soul

Will ever see the light

Or walk on heaven’s path?

Shiny golden yellow

Surrounded by clouds 

And sparks

I wonder

If I walk on the rainbow,

Will I ever see the gold?

That they often talk about

The shiny, sparkling pot!

I wonder, 

If I’ll see my mother again

In heaven 

On the rainbow

Or when I become a star!

To feel like home 

With her warm embrace,

After years of being apart.

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