I once saw a star and claimed it as my own.
As I made a wish the more it glowed.
Brighter and brighter as I saw it shine,
sure I was; That my wish would soon be mine.

In the depth of my soul, I felt a spark.
I waited on my wish, that was made in the dark.
Night after night I waited with hope,
for this was the night I pulled my star down with faith and rope.

Years have passed and my star seems all but willing,
To grant me my wish; why I believed...I was so silly
I guess it could happen, for I've seen strangers things.
for I've seen sparkle in true love, and diamond rings.

I've since lost that star that I once claimed as my own,
for now I pray some troubled child, did the same and their wish has grown.
Made them better, happier,  and more complete,
Made them love, be loved, and sit in a queen's seat.

I still gaze at the stars and wish; I'm still believing,
I still wish when I see the time 11:11..
Maybe I should wish more, for there's a little rust,
and maybe you will get one sprinkled in stardust.

As i write this I tempted to go outside,
and gaze on the stars, and wish that wish that once was mine.
If your night is bleak, sad, and your all alone.
Join me outside and make a wish....A wish of your own..