Shine, shine, shine.

The stars know

nothing more

than to 

shine, shine, shine

Those on the

ground look

to the 

sky, sky, sky.

To gaze upon 

the sparkles

in the 

night, night, night.

Wishing that

we could 

burn so

bright, bright, bright.

Shinning 

like the 

stars in our

sight, sight, sight.

Ignoring how

brilliant 

we are 

inside, inside, inside.

Unwilling to 

let our 

dreams take

flight, flight, flight.

Convinced that

we truly 

have no

might, might, might.

Forgetting the 

star knows

only to 

shine, shine, shine.

One thought on “Shine, shine, shine.

Comments are closed.