Blanket of Stardust

Written by: Tara Andre

The moon has kissed the Earth goodnight;
The sun has gone to bed.
The night sky is a blanket that
The Earth pulled overhead.

It shines despite the darkness
It glitters and it glows
As if a million fireflies
Were looking down below.

They fly without ever tiring
And hover in close formations,
Drawing pictures up in the sky
That we call constellations.

Indeed, they bring us comfort;
We give Nature our trust.
We need not fear the night for we've
A blanket of stardust.