What lies beyond the stars?

Behind the crescent moon?

What dwells in outer space,

I want to know and soon.

Zipping here, zooming there,

the stars fly past at night.

Is there life out there

on those shiny shapes so bright?

When I’m grown I will go

soaring through the milky way.

To find the answers big and small,

I’ll explore those stars someday.

Now existing only in dreams,

someday it might come true.

Twinkle twinkle little star,

I’m coming to visit you.

-Brent Barron-