Flying Stars Poem by Obodokasi Ade'etem Agbor

Ho flying stars are out tonight
Wearing white sparks for summer tide,
Ere the woodlands I us'd to know
Bore burning stars that flew all through
Till It's green lush's are spots of lights.

And young- a child used to fight
The itch to weigh their burning might
Then to know tis but of cold glow.
Ho flying stars.

Oft By the woods nigh the sea's sight
Look and see stars taking low flights
Like a herd of planes flying slow,
And happy - a child still to grow
Would think 'the stars have left their heights'
Ho flying stars.