Noreen Fonseca

A lonely star speckled by a little boy
Its moving he says curiously
Where are its friends
Asks the little one, as we look to the beautiful
night sky

Lighting up the dark
Was this glowing star
Was he abandoned? Nor not he
For he was out to show his ability

On our drive
The little one utters
“The lonely star follows us”
Smiling with a response,
the bright little star is here to lead our way!