Here I sit on this jet plane
with dreams of abroad and my famous
name.
A star in lights is what you said,
but other's explained that I was led.
I believe in you like you believed in
me, a star will be born, the people
will see.
Don't worry my love, for I will
succeed, I will give it my all and what
the people need.
This bird will fly high and I will make
you feel proud, even though you’ll
be looking down from the clouds.
Rest in peace my love.
This poem was written from this photo prompt on a fellow writer's blog.
https://thebeginningatlast9.com/2024/07/25/no-theme-thursday-07-25-24/
Awe, but beautiful.