Stormwolfwriters
Contest #1

Stars are big, bright, beautiful.

They fill up the night sky when everything else around us is going wrong; isn't going our way.

They stay there, they comfort you, and they shelter you.

So many people take the stars, the sky, the colors for granted. But she doesn't.

Every chance she gets, she gazes through a telescope to see the stars, the beauty, the brightness. She gazes, and she gazes, all night long, wondering why she isn't a part of the stars. Why can't she be that beautiful?

Being independent, with spaces between the stars, but knowing they have millions of others by their side.

Why can't she have support, like the stars?

They shine bright and lovely, people all around the world seeing the same sky but getting different meanings.

Why can't she be meaningful?

The stars that seem so small, so dull in comparison to the moon, always get pushed aside. But she doesn't do that, she appreciates every star, no matter how big or how small.

Why does she have to be judged off weight and height?

All she wants is to be a part of the stars, the beauty, the magnificence.

And one day, she will be. Twinkling above all the world, giving off the same vibes to the people that actually care below her.

Because she is infinite; forever a star.