Make a Wish Oh Make a Wish My Starryeyed Child

Tonight I write this here lullaby Blissfully a sat watching the setting sun disappearing over yonder field Whilst listening to the breeze lean and creak the whistling tree's astray Waving random silhouettes placed upon the background of the most beautiful sunset resplendent color hue Letting me I think into knowing if this is not the perfect way to spend a day Then I have had to few So later on when it finally goes dark out and the sky is lit up by untold countless stars Grab hold of the brightest one and remember what mother used to say Wish oh wish to yourself if only every day could be just like this Then wouldn't life be perfect not only for myself but everyone else as well And if you find you are indeed one of the lucky one's who needs not to rely upon the premise of the star's To will your dream's come true unlike so many other's to whom what makes or defines a perfect day is garnering and taking pleasure from something as mother nature intended Then you above all else should count and thank your lucky star's as you are one of the many not the few Who will never see a shooting star or shimmering sunset delight As anything other than something that is never going anywhere So why on earth should I even take a single moment or be bothered to stop less care And you unfortunately sadly Kayleigh aren't here because you alone can best explain what exact secrets the stars behold and keep But then again it's not your secret alone to tell So therefore I wrote this here poem thinking I was and for you on your behalf I only hope I did you and it justice I pray my starry eyed child