My Window
At night, I look out my window and see,
stars, spanning the galaxies,
what worlds are out there,
what people to see,
I dream of the wonders still hidden from me.
Yet at night I see, I see,
so many stars far away from me,
I hope that someday I may see,
all the wonders of the galaxies.
Yet as I sit here, I know I may not,
but still I hope,
to see the places beyond my galaxy,
to see the wonders and new hope,
and to know we're not truly alone.
So as I look out my window at the night sky,
I dream the dream many have had.
Yet still I wonder as I fall asleep,
"What are they like and are we truly safe?"
