The Brightest Star

 

When I was a child I'd look into the sky
and marvel at all the shining stars.
They'd capture my attention for hours.

 

 

There would always be one, bright, shining star
that stood out from the rest. The others were
still beautiful, but there was something special
about that one star ....

 

I still look into the sky and am amazed at the 
beauty of the stars. I still see that one, bright,
shining star that seems to stand alone among the millions.

 

 

But, now when I see that star, I think of someone 
Someone who is special and stands apart from all
others.

 

That someone is you

 

 

Poetry Copyright ~ Ellen M. DuBois 2002