I look out the window
I look at the sky
Isn't it beautiful
I wish I could fly
To touch the stars
Is my wish
To skate the milky way
Causing it to swish
The beautiful lights
Surround in a glow
You hop on across
With a gentle flow
Oh to be free
To travel the skies
If only that wish
Could be the prize
I shall wait
To meet the stars
And be painted
Amongst the memoirs
