Shooting Star Poem by Christopher Isabelle

I shall travel to the ends of this Earth, .
To find you the greatest gift of all.
To bestow upon you opulence, .
Of which even great leaders lack.
To satiate your curiosities, .
For which no further literature is required.
To be the usher of jubilation, .
Of which only the innocence of youth behold.
Nay, for I shall give you the greatest gift of all, .
My shooting star.

We shall tread lands together, .
Never before traveled.
We shall bask in the wealth, .
Together we have earned.
We shall learn from each other, .
And grow from our experiences.
We shall pursue the happiness, .
That can divide no partners.
For all of this possible, .
Because you have my shooting star.