Twinkle, twinkle
precious star.
I wonder so much
what you are.
Far above
the world so high.
I dare to dream
to touch that sky.
Delicate star
in all your grace.
How I'd strive
to take your place.
To be beautiful,
yes, loved.
To be admired
in starlight above.
Please bestow me
with your hope.
So I may be able
to deal and cope
with not being
where you are
or being loved,
oh little star. |