• As I watch the Falling stars,
    I think of your starlight eyes.

    So full of happiness; the
    taint of the world unknown to them.

    As I watch the falling stars,
    I think of your downy soft, curly hair.

    So perfect in that it never seems to undo,
    Always staying in perfect harmony.

    As I watch the falling stars,
    I think of your perfect little nose.

    Perfectly straight, and upturned at the tip.
    A pretty, light pink.

    As I watch the Falling stars,
    I wonder how you seem to be just for me.

    You love my laugh, you love my smile.

    But what you don't know is that I love you the most.

    As I watch the Falling stars,
    I think of my sweet angel and her sweet smile.

    Always there for me, and always the first to know Whom I love.