Day 18

courtesy of Denise Lyons 2012

How beautiful the evening sky, with all the stars dancing.  I used to know their names.  Each twinkling light, each constellation.  I knew their paths across the seasons and when to expect a return visit.  Now I live where it’s often foggy, and the stars come out to play on no regular schedule.  A few clear nights by the beach reminds me of their peaceful constancy.  The power of their infinite arrangements.

Writing Prompt:  I used to know…


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