Poems For The Sad Soul

Poem 17

I lay in bed staring at the ceiling,

Having a very uncomfortable feeling.

I sit up and go down for a drink,

As I stood by the window, I saw something wink.

I stopped my actions and my eyes went wide,

I believe it was a star going for a glide.

I waved at it and I can tell it smiled,

And then it said "Go to sleep, my little child"

I smiled weakly and I went back to bed,

I started dreaming about what that star had said.