Little Star

by jean charles
(uk.)

Late one night,
I took flight to fly among the stars
I saw a little tiny star,
with her head held low
She looked so sad
I could not pass without saying hello
Where was her spark,
why had it gone out
She was really sad
of that I've no doubt
So I had a word
with the shiny lot
I asked what was going on?
but they hadn't even noticed
that her sparkle had gone

All were very sorry,
said it will not happen again.
So I flew past the next night,
things were not the same
The little star was shining bright
for all the world to see
She no longer felt alone,
she knew she had company!