Laughed At Stars

I stand and wonder where I went
Sitting, sleeping, cloud bound, spent
Headed there, where near is far
and children laugh at shooting stars

Up early
Couple coffees, crumble
About an hour from wherever we’re going
No traffic on this road

I often wonder where I’ll go
Heaven, Hell, or… I don’t know
Rooted here, where there is more
and children laugh while parents snore

Up late
Couple coffees, crumble
Half an hour from wherever we’re going
No traffic on this road