What's it like to touch a star?
Is it warm at first but then hot?
Is it surprisingly cold?
Has it ever happened?
Ever since I was a little girl
I wanted to touch a star
I wanted to hold it in my hand
And keep it forever
I realized that you can't really touch a star
But I often dream about it daily
Jumping around in space
Rearranging the stars
It was a dream come true
When I die
That's exactly what I want to do
Create constellations in the sky
For the world to see
It's a wonderful to thing to be
A star, high in the night sky
You'll see
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Poetry"Just some catchy poems my friends and I put together, it doesn't really have a genre and they can be about anything but they sound cool " -Pinedapple Warning- If any of these poems have...
