Sitting up alone all night
and staring up at the sky
which seems not to have an end
and gazing down at her
was always a start that is everly twinkling

With it's pitiful looking
eyes-like-light fixed on her
Like she was the only one in the world
It pours down it's endless love
like manna from above
With it's listening ears plunged out
to hear her stories like every other nights

It shines it's bright light
to light up her dark and lonely world
Just for the dark night to pass
And with its invisible hands,
it wipes off her tears
and takes away her sadness
For the rest of the night





© Belle âme