Stars
StarsI love to gaze up at the stars,
sometimes I feel I can see mars.
Sometimes it makes me wonder,
is there life up ther younder.
When I look up at the stars in space,
I almost forget about this rat race.
The space is never ending,
but I love the time i'm spending.
Gazing at the stars above,
knowing that they are all made with
God's Love.
By Linda Rose Brito
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