Shining points caught gently up
Tacked to the smoothly rippling night
My special Star and I converse
Of all subjects, of wrong and right

The smile I feel caresses my cheek
Leaving starshine behind to blush my face
Each tiny mote a gentle, kind kiss
Lifting me up beyond this earthly place

And as my spirit soars, my heart sighs
Happiness and joy spilling forth from within
To pour from my own lips in my own song
To echo and dance with love, pure and clarion

So while I sit and smile up at the sky
My soul is embraced in the arms of my mother
For she is my special Star, my guide, my sweet
Her whole being, what she is, unlike any other

The sunlight pales in comparison to her warmth
No flesh or flame as joltingly familiar than she
My heart is encompassed nightly by her tender gaze
Holding me forever in gladness for all eternity

I miss her and remember her for that is how she lives on: in my heart,
in my smile, in my eyes, and in my memories.

Penned by my hand on the 7th of Phaestian, in the year 412 AF.