You understand... It is too far.
I cannot take this body along with me. It is too heavy.
Left behind, it will only be an old cast-off shell.
There is nothing sad about an old shell.
What is important cannot be seen.
It’s the same as with the flower.
If you love a flower that lives on a star,
it is sweet to look up at the night sky.
All the stars are in bloom.
At night, when you look up at the sky,
since I shall be living on a star,
and since I shall be laughing on a star,
for you it will be as if all the stars are laughing.
You alone will have stars that can laugh!
And when you have got over your loss (for we always
do),
you’ll be happy to have known me.
You will always be my friend.
You will want to laugh with me.
~ From: “The Little Prince”
Submitted by: Caroline’s Mom
