Starry, starry night
Tired, in front of my desk light
Countless homework to write
Too much quotations to cite
But at nine every night
Mother would come in with a kind sight
“Go to sleep, my dear child
For you need more energy to fight!”
As a small child, I only replied with a simple nod
Thinking it to be useless and odd
Why would such person
Remind someone of a same event day after day?
Starry, starry night
I continued to write
Years passed, I grew much older
And slept less and less
Every time at night, with the clock pointing at ten
The words mother said would come out, loud and clear
But she wasn’t here
She had gone to sleep
Those words, strong and encouraging
Were spoken in my mind
“Go to sleep, my dear child
For you need more energy to fight!”
Yun-Fan Wu 