an old poem by little Gretchen

The rhyme scheme changes mid poem in an awkward way but the end is cute! Way to go, younger me!

Stars

Night sky, wonder why

you have so many stars up high.

Day sky, all so blue,

little stars- where are you?

Here we are, at your side.

Did you think we want to hide?

When the sun shines bright,

we come down again,

to be at your side,

to be your friend.

When things get tough,

and you're feeling low,

we're at your side

wherever you go.

Wish on stars during the day,

you'll have friends come down to play.

With on stars in the dark of night,

stars will help your dreams take flight.