When the sun goes down,
(Every single night)
I begin my job,
And shine my silver light.
I am never lonely,
Though the sky is wide,
I have a fellow star,
On each and every side.
I shine down on the traveler,
Who's walked a many mile,
And when he sees my light,
I see a silver smile.
And when a child wakes,
From their nasty night-mare,
They can always glance up,
And know that I am there.
And I love when you make wishes,
Upon my silver flame,
You know, your wishes are each different,
None of them's the same.
I can't really grant them,
For I'm waiting for the wish,
The one that sends me down to earth,
Like a silver fish.
But I send all my love,
And I'll bless you all,
And when I grant my wish,
You will see me fall.
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The Poems of Far Away
PoetryNot everyone has time for poetry. I know that. I respect that. If you really don't want to read this, it's okay with me. You can just leave. It's fine. But if you're still here, I would wish you could try to read these poems. Not everyone reads the...
