I preserved all my life's beautiful moments
In a diary that eventually lay tattered
Lost those pages somewhere scattered
Losing that memorable past left me shattered
It wasn't possible to recreate them once again
To find a better way to store them I began
Carried them in a bag I flew high
In the dark night in the moonlit sky
Spread them everywhere where I could easily find
The stars hold the memories
My life's good and bad stories
Each star held a chapter
Which I could read every night
As I lay in serene solitude
© grandpa_calm