The Star of Stars
Stars are falling, beaming down.
On the ground, is where I’m found.
On a summer’s night, some stars may fall,
But I am here to catch them all.
Looking at the stars above, I can see some stars of love.
Some are good,
Some are kind.
Some are yours,
And some are mine.
Oh! Stars above please shine your light.
So that I may find my way, tonight.
Copyright © Josh Heree | Year Posted 2018
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