On the cold night of January 6th, <br />I held onto a dream that I knew couldn't be a myth. <br />I stared upon the stars and I saw <br />That there was one that was brightest of them all. <br />This star was her, and I knew that I couldn't let it go. <br />It had a glow that matched the twinkle in her eyes. <br />She is my dream, she is my star, she is my night sky.<br /><br />Alexander Villegas<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/star-gazer-6/
