My Star
Every night I stare at the same star wondering if your staring at it too.
Come to think about it I think I'm going to name it after you.
You and the star are quite the same,
that's why I am giving it your name.
It sparkles when the moon hits it just right,
as do your eyes when you hold me tight.
It's always there when you need it to be
and you to are always here for me.
It's always in the night sky shining brightly.
Just like you, no matter how sad you may be.
So every time I think of you my love, I look at that star
and remember your not that very far.
Copyright © Deana Curtis | Year Posted 2005
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