I Talked With A Star!

Water runs runs runs runs runs and
Look you’ve got the Grand Canyon.
Species evolve. Galaxies merge.
Crash! There goes a planet.
Kablooie! Some solar system just died
And we never even gave it a name.
It’s a miscarriage among millions
We do not mourn.
Even the laymen these days
look at the stars and know the bottom line:
Everything we ever cared about,
Everything we now care about,
Everything we will care about,
isn’t really that big of a deal.

Or so the homo sapiens brain-deep in science say.

But I was talking with a star last night
(Proper name Adhora, designation Epsilon Canis Majoris)
And he told me that hydrogen fusion was baloney,
And that really the love I have for my wife kept him twinkling.
I love you, my wife.
Let that star keep shining.