As the sun sets, stars silently begin to spill out over the deep blue sky and like tears they shine softly on the cheeks of the night. If I were the moon, I'd collect my starlit tears, leaving trails of white light across the sky and turn them into a necklace of light that holds the joy and sadness that fills each present moment.
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Somehow, this poem must go on! I kept trying to scroll down for more! Such beautiful visual images! Wow! A necklace for the night made out of starlight tears that collect the joy and sadness of the moment. What an amazing, beautiful idea!!!