The star
A bright star shines above the trees,
Above the reach of wind and breeze,
I reached but it was far away
Among the other stars it lay,
It led me through the woods and streams,
Half-wishing this was not a dream,
With aid of stars I reached the end,
And there I found my dearest friend,
All treasures that I have around
Are nothing to what I have found,
Without her I am nothing more,
Than ocean without any shore,
I held her tight and looked up far,
Towards the bright light of a star,
It winked at me like friends would do,
I smiled and wished the dream come true.
