The news today said the Starman has flown. Finally he’s reached his far away home.
A song on the radio reduces me to tears. It holds memories of a childhood I still hold dear.
The music takes me back to a time long ago. Instantly I’m there again, but then, also no.
I sit back and reminisce on how time has flown. Family, friends, and lovers have gone. My heroes are dying and I’m growing old. I turn up the volume and close my eyes.
As long as we have music no one really dies. Live today your very best life.
Starman and Weibo have said it all. I have no words.
A great tribute story, Wiebo. Thanks for sharing it!
Excellent. I love this!
I very much needed this lovely poetry. Thank you.
great poem. Great tribute, my hat is off to David Bowie and to You.
Thank you for all the great comments! W.G.
Loved it