i know the boy who hung the stars
as he sat on the moon, he took the stars from his heart
and hung them one by one
each one shone brighter than the last
as the stars got more and more vibrant
the light inside himself got dimmer and dimmer
every time he took a star from himself
he was giving a piece of himself away
to be enjoyed by others
he knew he needed to keep a piece for himself
but he gave that light to the most beautiful star
to the brightest star
to the star he knew that would light up his life
for the rest of his days
the star doesn't know that he was the one to give her
the light that makes me glow so beautifully
but, she's more than grateful that he did