Pollution has corroded,
Our view of the night sky.
Too many street lights,
Make the stars seem dim.
Yet, there they are,
Shining brightly.
Hope is always there,
Even when we can’t see it
Oh I so feel this. I long for the dark black of night. Where I live it feels like light pollution.
"Yet, there they are" :) "Hope is always there, even when we can't see it."
Yes! Say it again and again. This is very beautiful, Liz <3
Love that!
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Pollution has corroded,
Our view of the night sky.
Too many street lights,
Make the stars seem dim.
Yet, there they are,
Shining brightly.
Hope is always there,
Even when we can’t see it
Oh I so feel this. I long for the dark black of night. Where I live it feels like light pollution.
"Yet, there they are" :) "Hope is always there, even when we can't see it."
Yes! Say it again and again. This is very beautiful, Liz <3
Love that!