The Sky Above

At night
There’s little lights that dance in the sky
They shine so bright
But by morning that begin to die
But while all around is night
The stars will continue to dance and never be shy

The day time
Out comes the sun
In the pure light I can see this life of mine
The clouds scatter across the sky to have fun

On the ground I lay
Beneath the big black space
I smile and under my breath I say
“One day all of those stars, I’ll count at my own pace”

Poem Rating:
Click To Rate This Poem!

Continue Rating Poems

Share This Poem