What a beautiful night to sit outside
Staring into the dark blue sky.
Looking and searching for every bright star,
… but it’s really far.
Counting, one, two, three, I see.
If only I can fly in to the sky
I would take to the air
Float and just stare.
I dream of swallowing a bright light
And it beams through me each night.
I wonder how it would be to be a star?
If I was a star I would say,
Here I am, look at me.
I’m shining bright,
I’m wonderful, beautiful, shimmering,
Marvelous, sparkling, and glimmering.
Look and see……it’s all about me.
Wouldn’t you like to Be…..A Star?
I will praise You, for I am fearfully and wonderfully made; Marvelous are Your works, And that my soul knows very well.