You have a little starlight left in you
An undying flicker of burning flame
And the canvas is left to feel quite blue
Yet you keep your head up high all the same.

When you go to slumber, your friends arrive
With their cheers, their happiness and their joy
Yet through dark clouds and blue skies you survive
And brought bright light for others to enjoy.

The sun, that sits like an inmate in bars
Selflessly carried on spreading brightness
And couldn't ever join the other stars
Yet never did the light dim the slightest.