Shine, star, shine,
Grow into the sky,
Let the world see you're beautiful,
A million miles away, a billion lightyears away,
Hot gases changing, growing, glowing,
Ha! what ugliness it turns to,
As we bring science to a close!
Shine, star, shine,
An angel you must be,
For glorious is your light,
Shining down on me.
Take me away, carry me through,
Why can't I live up there with you?
But sadness only, as belief comes to a close.
Shine, star, shine,
God's gift you were to me,
No, there's no such thing,
God gave it just to me!
But it's only a star, the world can see,
The world to us, God's gift,
Oh please, his gift would be more; religion to a close.
Perhaps some things should be seen
With better eyes then these.
A star is just a pretty light,
A firefly, an angel, hot gases and a gift,
Joined all together in a unity,
And such would it all be,
If only we could agree.
(This is about people's stubbornness and lack of acceptance, but I think you get that feeling.)
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Good thing people have the ability to learn and change over the years! And that you have the opportunity to influence them by show what an open-minded, tolerant, loving and kind person looks like. Thank you for being such an amazing, wonderful daughter. You are always the light of my life.
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Mama