Looking up at the night sky.
All you can see are little specks.
Twinkling like tiny Christmas lights.
Glowing like candles on a cake.
They are stars.
But not just any stars.
These stars are special
Stars that can make your skin tingle and your heart jump.
Stars that you wish upon.
Stars that hold your thoughts and dreams.
Stars that dance in the night sky.
But they are not just stars.
They are People.
People who have past and gone away.
People that want to be let back in the world.
But they can't.
They are stars.
Our stars, and they are very special.
Halie Stokes (C)
DO NOT STEAL OR COPY! THIS IS A POEM THAT I WROTE!
