To bear witness to the beauty above,
to know it's everything one could love;
with the sights of the twinkling lights,
hiding their days, not their nights.
They dance around the sun and moon,
dances to a heavenly tune.
They will fly throughout the twilight sky,
we hurry to wish as they fly by.
We lie on the grass and connect the dots,
fantasy never ends, we know there's lots.
We could try and count them all one by one,
but there are some things that could never be done.
All stars can be seen at night, yet one during the day;
how glorious it is, to see them riding the Milky Way.
To wish upon the first star we see at night,
to dance under a glistening moonlight.
Repose, gracefully dreaming to a single star,
beyond this universe to a whole new land afar.
Dreams of leaving this world, to fly to the moon,
and coming home before all clocks strikes noon.
This twilight sky with moon and star's exquisite,
yet we dream to the stars and moons to visit.
We stare at the stars wondering which is Heaven,
for want of the stars, this world wouldn't be liven.
To sing to a child, “Twinkle, twinkle little star.”
Yet we still wonder, “What they truly are?”
From the sky, one by one shine down,
onto us, lighting a darkened town.
Some longing to catch a star once fallen,
to put into a locket, so it wouldn't be stolen.
We all try to look beyond them all,
yet some waits for the night to watch them fall.