by Christopher Hivner
Walking at night
I am never alone,
the stars
are my companions,
distant eyes
keeping watch.
When I need advice
Cassiopeia clucks
like a worried mother,
Pegasus offers a ride
across the stars,
Cygnus drops a feather
as a comforting souvenir.
If I feel lonely
on my walk
I look up
to my watchers
and they guide me home.
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