Constellations

was The leavinglight

in the west it was blue

The children's laughter sang

and skipping just like the stones they threw

the voices echoed across the way

its getting late

It was just another night

with the sun set

and the moon rise not far so behind

to give us just enough light

to lay down underneath the stars

listen to papas translations

of the stories across the sky

we drew our own constellations

The west winds often last too long

the wind may calm down

nothing ever feels the same

Sheltered under the Kamani tree

waiting for the passing rain

clouds keep moving to uncover the scene

stars above are chasing the day away

to find the stories that we sometimes need

Listen close enough

all else fades

fades away

It was just another night

with the sun set

and the moon rise not so far behind

to give us just enough light

to lay down underneath the stars

listen to all the translations

of the stories across the sky

we drew our own constellations