sonnet of stars

Twinkling in the sky for all to gaze at.
One among many, never with no one.
Just a few million, one stars just a spat,
Content with their peers, surrounded by sun.
Swirling nova's entwining with patterns,
Lovely creations, never forgotten.
Light the night sky with hanging bright lanterns,
Soft up above, looking just like cotton.
But looks can decieve, and faces can lie,
being lonely doesn't mean you're alone.
Enveloped in stars high up in the sky,
No one to talk to, nothing but unknown.
Admired when they shine beautifully,
never for what they are, just what we see.

love, savannah