When I was young I looked up to the sky And saw the far-off stars as points of light That sparkled as they slowly drifted by To fill my eyes and spirit with delight. I sat, earthbound, and watched them through the night, Not knowing what those distant lights might be Or what they thought when they looked down at me. As years went by I climbed the mountain peak; I leaped and climbed and, in due time, I flew So high above the clouds that I might seek An audience with stars so bright and true. The wonder of my boyhood only grew When I learned that the beauty of a star Is greater still up close than from afar.
This was inspired by the Queens I have met, and the privilege of knowing them.