Two Golden Stars

Two Golden Stars

One golden star has fallen; yet so many still remain.
Each golden star so different; no two ever the same

My brightest star has fallen; and so have countless tears.
This lighted childhood dimming through the passing years.

And then my world takes a turn; a rotation you might say.
A new light invades the darkness, turning white what was gray.
Another star comes into view to be my joy and light my way.

I look to the heavens; the creater of it all I find.
I thank Him for the blessings; for the stars ahead and behind.
From both He's taught me strength, though a different kind.
Through them He's given me light where I'd otherwise be blind.

I glance back at my fallen golden star to say, "I miss you Daddy."
I look ahead to my new golden star to say, "I love you Danny".

So again, I thank you Jesus for the ways you light my life;
Placing stars where needed, to lessen my strife.

Please help me to remember to always look up and see
The brightly lit stars you've placed there just for me.

And when I forget, remind me; One golden star has fallen, yes; but many yet remain.
Each golden star so different; no two ever the same.