Stardust Poem by Bill Upton

Each passing day is the possibility of a Halley's comet moment-
The one moment in a lifetime to see the shooting star.
Some things only get one chance
For yes or no,
To take or leave,
To create or destroy,
To believe or not to believe.
It takes more risk to press 'go',
But then many years down the road
The doubts are discarded,
The questions are answered.
Inaction at any level is the birth mother of a future lingering ghost
That overstays its welcome.
The greatness that may have been, the good that could have been done-
All stays wrapped in the original packaging, unopened,
When we fail to step out of our comfort zone.
People go to graves without ever having laughed until they cried.
They fade to dark too soon before having dreams come true.
The brief time we are given must be used
To find these moments, to CREATE these moments.
Too many wake up to the empty hourglass with nothing but regret
For just a few more grains of sand to savor.
Everyone deserves to see the brilliant flash of the comet
Streaking across the sky.
Everyone should experience riding in on the white horse
At least once
Before the curtain comes down.
We all should be able to look back with joy.
We all deserve
The great remember.