I met him

I met him half way up the stairs
I gazed...
I was amazed

I thought I was going mad...

But he said Don’t be scared
He smiled his warmest smile
And I said Hi

He smiled his warmest smile
And I cried

I stared
I dared to..

His scars were real
His scars were healed

I met him half way up the stairs
The night was calm
The night was dark

Yet he was bright
Bright like the brightest light

I met him half way up the stairs
He hugged me tight
and whispered Don’t be sad

I was not sad
I was not mad
I hugged him though I knew he was dead

I guess
It was his light
that made it light

It was a starry night

starry
starry night