Oh my little star,
What do you do there?
Do you love me?
But I love you more and more.
You are living in very high,
Which name is blue sky?
Don't you love me?
But why but why?
You have little light,
That is few bright,
When shall you love me?
Speak quickly right right.
Blue mixed white,
Your light does not wait,
When the morning comes
After the night.
I through you little rocks,
To make with you little jokes,
Whole the day-time,
Do you go at work?
I know to you
Don't you know me?
When shall you love me?
Please say true.
Through the hole of my door,
I look you sleeping on the floor,
My love is true and great,
I love you little star.
At the new moon night,
Your few bright light,
Shows the way to men?
Your work is great.
If you come to our land,
I would kiss you holding in my hand
And I would make you
My best friend.
I love you little star my best friend. good poem. thanks. I enjoyed it. I invite you to read my poems and comment.
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