R.I.P Poem by Emma Wilson

When you look at the sky at night,
do you search for that one star,
the one shining bright?
the one that seems brighter than the rest,
and when you look at it you get a funny feeling in your chest.
that's because you remember,
about someone whos gone,
most of the time its someone you loved,
it may be more than one.

do you think of all the memories,
the good times that you had,
some of them happy,
some of them quite sad.
do you start to shed a tear
but deep down in your heart,
you know their always near.