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The Shrinking Sky

Visiting the home of my childhood,
I stood in the middle of a tiny patch
of grass I used to call my back yard.
I looked up into a small sky
with an even smaller moon and
tiny stars.
There was a time that sky appeared
to me  as the vast never ending universe,
it was the great proliferator of a boy's
The perception of the moon and stars
in the dark night sky all thiose years ago
seemed  so much bigger to me.
Older now and devoid of adolescent
innocence and the belief that somehow
all my hopes and dreams could magically
come true,
I realize like the tiny sky
I now gaze upon,
that my life too-
has become small

30 May 17

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