'The Brightest Star In The Heavens' Poem by Linda Winchell

There's the brightest star in the heavens
and it seems to be shinning down on me.
I noticed it just the other night
when I was looking up, you see.

It twinkled brightly as I gazed
as if it were saying to me, 'Hello! '
And seemed to gleam a bit brighter then
it gave off a brilliant after glow.

I wonder if it see's me?
And Is there someone looking down at me?
It's the brightest star in all the heavens
and it's brightness was made for all to see.

One day I may travel, to where this star was formed.
And sit with others who have seen it too
and where other small bright stars are born.

To the place they call the Milky Way
or Pluto, or of the planet Staurn.
Where the maker of all the stars
lights each one, with His magic lantern.

Where time has no ending
where there is room enough for all.
In the clouds with their silver linings
and all walk in great of golden halls.

Keep shinning star, shine on me
may your beams fill all dreams tonight.
Until one day others too say
You are the brightest of all stars they've seen tonight.