The Shooting Star

 

 

Every night I look out the window

to see the bright stars in the dark night.

And I always pray to see a shooting star

Going pass the dark black sky.

It was Christmas night

I was on my bed looking out the window,

Because I couldn’t sleep

I started to count how many stars were up in the sky.

All of the sudden I see a big bright light going across the sky

There it was, a shooting star.

It was God’s gift to me.

Because all my life I been waiting to see a shooting star

And I finally saw it.

I will never forget this moment.

I will always remember the star glowing

and shining across the dark black sky.

It was so beautiful in my eyes.



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