I look up and see the stars.
And realize there not so far.
There as close as my heart is to my chest.
As my dream is to my rest.
Before they rested in the sky above.
They were just a thought from God above.
Until he put them in their eternal home.
For all to look at his speckled dome.
I look and see many different faces.
People of all kinds of races.
And realize that's the way god wanted us to be.
he wanted a variety to see.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem