His eyes filled with stars
As he lay down to sleep
Night after night nothing changed
Dreams of Orion
Taking off
Being free
Took flight as his eyes shut their gates
When he woke in the morning
Reality did too
But he thought he’d try just one more time
“To fly spaceships,” he said
“That’s all wrong,” he replied
When would he ever escape?
Weeks went by
Then months
Then years
Eventually settled at a desk
His father was pleased
With the path he had chosen
But his faded dreams still came late at night