The Child’s Wonder

Beneath the sky where twinkling starlight streams,

A boy does gaze, his eyes alive with dreams.

The Milky Way does flow, a silver stream,

It calls his soul to chase its glowing beam.

He lifts his hands to catch a star so far,

Its fire does wink, a tease from realms ajar.

The night does sing, a song of boundless scope,

His heart does soar, entwined with stellar hope.