Stars

Stars
“Dwell on the beauty of life. Watch the stars, and see yourself running with them.”
― Marcus Aurelius, Meditations

I remember riding in the backseat of the car
while my father drove mama and I
home from a trip.
I would look out the back window
at the blackness of the night.
I was always amazed at the way
the stars followed us home.

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  1. Lisa at Greenbow
    Nov 05, 2019 @ 19:05:36

    Oh my gosh, this brought back fond memories of driving home at night from my grandparents house watching the stars. I would ask questions and my parents would rather I was quiet on that drive. So I traveled with the stars.

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    • kanzensakura
      Nov 05, 2019 @ 19:07:44

      My parents always murmured to each other, on these trips. I rarely spoke, being happy to look at the stars.

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  2. memadtwo
    Nov 05, 2019 @ 21:56:52

    watching you watching them (K)

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  3. rothpoetry
    Nov 05, 2019 @ 23:22:33

    Seems like the stars were watching you! The moon does the same!

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  4. sarahsouthwest
    Nov 06, 2019 @ 03:49:55

    I think you bring a “haiku aesthetic” into many of your poems – that capturing of a moment that ripples out in terms of meaningfulness.

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  5. kim881
    Nov 06, 2019 @ 04:06:11

    Gorgeous memory, Toni.

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  6. Frank J. Tassone
    Nov 06, 2019 @ 06:03:55

    How I remember moments like this!

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  7. Misky
    Nov 06, 2019 @ 07:12:27

    Magical moment.

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  8. anmol(alias HA)
    Nov 06, 2019 @ 10:12:02

    Such a nostalgic write! It always brought me comfort to see those stars following us. 🙂

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  9. rivrvlogr
    Nov 06, 2019 @ 13:03:55

    There’s comfort in knowing the stars will always be there, and I can feel that in this.

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  10. Björn Rudberg (brudberg)
    Nov 06, 2019 @ 16:24:51

    I would love to see more of the stars… but somehow there is always too much light pollution

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  11. Frank Hubeny
    Nov 06, 2019 @ 19:04:50

    Those stars (and moon if it is out) do seem to follow one home.

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  12. Beverly Crawford
    Nov 07, 2019 @ 13:35:29

    So comforting to know the stars look down on loved ones, no matter how far away.

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  13. Ali Grimshaw
    Nov 07, 2019 @ 19:51:07

    I remember having that same thought when I was a girl about the moon. It was following us as we drove home.

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  14. Carrie V. H.
    Nov 07, 2019 @ 20:22:34

    A lovely memory. I love this Toni! 🌠

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  15. lillian
    Nov 12, 2019 @ 08:26:53

    Late late late to the reading from this prompt, Toni. Apologies.
    I love this post of yours, Toni. There is a simplicity isn’t there….the thoughts of the young. And placing the reader into your childhood, in the back of the car, looking out the window. The stars following us home….I smiled.
    Your write reminds me of my childhood days when Sundays, after church and after lunch, always seemed to be reserved for going for a ride in the car. My dad loved his car and we would just go for a ride — different places — just the being together sometimes in the car. Sometimes we would just drive around our town looking at house and imagine who lived in them. I remember the red and yellow house….my favorite because I couldn’t imagine who would paint a house red and yellow!
    Thanks for the memories this morning, Toni. And the simplicity of the child’s thinking. 🙂

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    • kanzensakura
      Nov 12, 2019 @ 11:24:40

      Thank you Lillian. I still feel that way when we are driving some place and returning. The stars above us, my husband curled up in his seat softly shoring while I drive us home.

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