The stars are shining bright

In the middle of the sky

Producing a faint light

As I look up and sigh

Their beauty is unmatched

So bright and real

I've grown quite attached

To their perfect appeal

I see a shooting star

So I closw my eyes to wish

The stars weren't so far

So they never will be missed

The sun's light makes them disappear

Then the dark of night makes them reappear


Additional Resources

Get AI Feedback on your poem

Interested in feedback on your poem? Try our AI Feedback tool.


If You Need Support

If you ever need help or support, we trust for people dealing with depression. Text HOME to 741741