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The Star


What is love but the radiant star that shines brighter than every other star? It looks you in the face and you see a passion that you have never seen before. Before you know it you are drawn into and rapted up in joy that it brings you. You smile every day because the star is all you can think about and everything you hear reminds you of it. You do all you can to keep the star shinning. But sooner or later the star starts to die. You try as hard as you can to keep the star shinning hoping that the brightness will return brighter than ever. But sometimes even when you bring all of the sunlight you can carry, it’s still too late. The star has now become a dwarf…………. burned out…………….. It now leaves an array of darkness and chaos.
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