I sat on my window sill,
Lookin up at the sky.
Each star seemed special
And I wondered why.
I saw each one shine.
I thought of you
And thought of being up there.
Thought of soaring.
Felt a restoring
In my heart.
All because of you
I feel as if I can get through.
Thank you.
You are like a star
That just seems
To always be there.
In a way, that's pretty rare.
I don't know what it may be,
But it does mean alot to me.
June 21, 2010