stars
"twinkle twinkle little shine,
i want to catch you one at a time"
the sun is a star orange and yellow
a hot sometimes scorching sort of fellow
but the stars at night, just so pretty right,
wandering, talking to one another
only waiting for forever
glisten shine, white and bright,
the only thing better than seeing
sunlight.
the little dipper, and his big brother too,
constellations big far wide,
in a sky without blue
if i were to die, and come back to life,
i would definitely be
a star at night
i know after my wandering decades
talking to my brothers and sisters
i would stop by,
peek at earth,
to see how you do
without me in your life.
