Baby Star
Once there was a baby star.
He lived up near the sun.
And every night at bedtime that baby star wanted to have some fun.
He would shine and shine, fall and shoot and twinkle oh so bright.
He said “Mommy, I’ll run away if you make me say goodnight.”
And then his mommy kissed his sparkly nose and said,
“No matter where you go, no matter where you are.
No matter how big you grow and even if you stray far.
I’ll love you forever, because you’ll always be my baby star.”
