As I go to sleep among the twinkling stars, I talk to ashes in a jar. Ashes that once taught me how to drive a car. Ashes that comforted me when I was afraid of the dark. I tell the ashes all of my sorrows. I tell the ashes my hopes and fears for tomorrow. Ashes that once, if I needed, let me borrow. Ashes that wrapped my feet before playing in the snow. Ashes, I miss you. You always talked me through things when I was feeling blue though I know you are still here guiding me