The Stars

When you feel down
When you feel low
Look up to the stars
And look at them glow
They watch you go
And talk to you so
They try to cause your heart to grow

Who are they really?
What do they want?
What are they feeling?
Who do they taunt?

Why are they there?
Why not elsewhere?
Do they tell the future?
How could we be sure?
Do they tell the past,
A history so vast?
Do they tell the present?
I cannot tell
For absolutely sure
Who they are up there
Or who they really were

The stars in their splendor
Guard the night sky
And watch as we wander
And wonder just why