Day 142 My Star

Hey my little shining star,
How'd you get to be so bright?
You really light up my nights,
Glowing in this darkened sky.

Hey my lucky shooting star,
You move by me so fast,
Like a a bullet from a gun,
You spin this man round and round.

You're my aurora borealis,
A colorful display of charged particles,
Jumping and jiving through the northern sky,
Wish I can reach out, pull you down by my side.