Had time not been cruel
I’d hitch my rig to your
rising star
As you follow your dream.
How high you might soar
In the milky blue skyway
To taste the adrenaline
Of each starlight beam.
This is your time to
Brighten the heavens,
To dance among millions and
Try to outshine
Every shimmering sun
Spreading light to her
planets
While sipping the nectar
Of sparkling wine.
Nothing can tether
Your high-flying spirit.
Grace is your partner
In this silent run.
I’ll stand in your shadow,
Bask in your glory.
My time has passed.
Yours has only begun.
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