Star


There was once a little star,

Who always shone bright,

Never making it dim,

Even on rainy nights.

The moon would come out,

So huge outshining the star,

But the star would not lose hope and still be there,

Away from the eyes hidden somewhere.

The sun would come out,

So strong making the star disappear,

But the star would patiently wait for its time,

At dusk & dawn it would alone shine.

The coldness is given by the moon

And warmth by the sun,

But remember that the star gave us hope,

And all the night time fun

– By my Mom