The Stars Poem by r. A. bentinck

I know the stars
Love your presence
As much as I do.

Because on those nights
When you are not here
With me
They don't come out
To play,
They play hide and seek
With the clouds, and
They don't shine brightly.

I know the stars
Love your presence
As much as I do.

Because when we are
Under the night skies together,

They create a blanket for us,
They create milky ways,
They shape themselves
Into constellations and
They twinkle with extra brightness.

I know the stars
Enjoy your company
As much as I do,
Because they show it.