Stars Are Like Butterflies Poem by Peter S. Quinn

Stars are like butterflies
Twinkling in the dark
So many there in night skies
In their lonely spark
How much time is out there?
That never will reach home
Filling empty woes here
Inside the deep dark dome

You and I don't know our time
Everything is just going
Some of it in its prime
Through the moments flowing
Their yesterdays - today to me
About in its new born ways
Always coming of time free
Old stars glow - in new days

Star shine so brightly on
To the morning loneliness
Tinkle twinkle and be gone
To the new-fangled sunup dress