To show you how much I really love you,
I’ll climb this rope to the heights of the sky
into the velvety black, to rescue
glistening stars, strung up with strings nearby.
Break the bonds of those bright shining mirrors,
gather them together in a big sack.
I’ll turn around, fly home to you, my dear
sweet daughter, travel the long journey back.
Fly in through your window, perch on the sill,
Watch you sleep for a moment, lost in dreams,
small hands, innocent face, hair in tendrils,
made out of heartwarming golden sunbeams.
These stars shine for you sweet angel, to light
the way through your life’s adventurous flight.
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