When the sky turns dark, the stars appear

One by one, they become clear

Lines are drawn from one to another

Some stars are close, others are farther

At first it might be a blur

Big Dipper, Small Dipper

It is there in the sky

Just look up, the stars are high

Shapes in the sky with stories behind them

Some are dull, some shine like a gem

Some are here, some are there

Some shaped like a scorpion, some a bear

Night is the time the appear

The time they seem clear

You know what they say

Shoot for the moon. Even if you miss, you’ll land among the stars