A message for a hundred years

I gazed up at the stars tonight

And selected one to view

The light that shined upon my eyes

Had turned my thoughts to you-

I sent a message to relay

A thought that holds me dear

Will return back to where you stand

In about an hundred years-

A grandson maybe, or maybe not

Or granddaughter you hold dear

Will come a night right to that place

In about an hundred years-

With wonder in their precious minds

Searching souls perhaps that day

To catch a glance at that same star

When the message comes that way-

And form an instant memory

From an unknown sense above

For one brief moment of all time

I will share to them my love-

Quilling by Latinagem 2018

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