The Stars

I do not take ownership of this writing. I simply let my students write. The author is 11 years old. JB The Stars When I look up at the stars at night Sitting all lonely and shining bright I think about the day I had Whether I've been good or bad I think about the work I've done Whether the day was boring or so much fun I think about the people I've seen Whether I've been good or mean Day after day, I think and think And the stars just listen and blink