Thoughts At Night Poem by Jacquelyn Burge

Do you ever look at the stars and feel homesick?
Every night, I sit on the back porch and point my gaze to the sky.
Why do I do this? Why are humans so fascinated by something so far out of reach?
It is a phenomena that haunts my every waking moment,
as if my soul is crying for sleep
so that I could be able to live among the stars,
for just a few short hours
and and be at peace in a home I can never reach.