I hear the stars, they silently speak to me
Their whispers carried leaves from a tree
Towards me. 'I gaze at beautiful stars'
I announced to the people in my car,
But they could not understand my speech
As they've not seen stars further than arms reach.
I wondered on the names of the mysterious star
'Was this star shining its beams towards me from afar?'
I asked myself 'worry not about the stars glow
For the warmth provided is all I've felt and know'.
I don't know whether to compliment the stars, from here
Or to thank the star for its nova glow that brought about cheers.
I know not whether I deserve the glow and warmth
But I know that I will try my best to gaze at the stars of bright hue,
To learn of the stars, in the way that the astronomers do.
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Waiting for a star to appear within my sights, the bright lights of beauty and warmth
that exudes from this star has illuminated my mood.