Bright Are The Stars

Santa Cruz, California
My husband died on a random, Tuesday. He was 54 years old. He went to work one morning, and we never saw him again. 

After he died, a neighbor started walking by our house, and he would whistle a Beatles song. 

I’m an early riser, and am awake typically by 5:30 a.m., so I would be awake to hear him, as he walked beneath my window, whistling on those early August mornings. 

Conversely, if you’re an early riser, you are often to bed early, but with teenagers this is often not the case, so I would rest and read for a little while before dinner, and would hear this man whistling outside my window again, as he walked by in the evening. 

It’s a synchronizity, of course.  I’m still not sure who the man was, but he did this off and on for several weeks that summer, then he stopped. 

He would walk under my window, and this is the song he whistled:

I LOVE HER by The Beatles

I give her all my love

That’s all I do

And if you saw my love

You’d love her too

I love her
A love like ours

Could never die

As long as I

Have you near me

Bright are the stars that shine

Dark is the sky

I know this love of mine

Will never die

And I love her
Bright are the stars that shine

Dark is the sky

I know this love of mine

Will never die

And I love her, ooh

Songwriters: John Lennon / John Winston Lennon / Paul Mccartney / Paul James Mccartney

And I Love Her lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Tratore

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