Stars And Poets Poem by Barry Middleton

a poet leaves not much behind
just memories and verse
and memories fade into the past
for better or for worse

for all we have is humble rhyme
the poems that we write
perhaps to shine some future day
or die some future night

and so it is that poets write
of stars that light our way
and in the hope their words live on
surpassing mortal stay

but when the words return to dust
and light comes to an end
then even dying stars must ask
what waits beyond the bend