© Stephanie M. Mayle
Listen to the Poem
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.