I sigh wishfully as a star,

Watching the people down below.

They seem so close yet are so far,

And I pray that they can feel my glow.

I smile as they scurry along, enjoying their night;

Seeing them so carefree is such a breathtaking sight.

But then there are the broken ones-

The people who are blind and cannot see,

And the mothers worried about their sons.

They send their wishes up to me.

I see them so sad, so blue

And try to make their dreams come true.

I strive to shine so clear and bright

For everyone to see.

They only see me when it’s night,

But I hope they’re proud of me.

Until I am part of their world, I will soar,

Wishing and hoping for something more.