Last night I saw saw a shooting star
A white beautiful star, shooting through the nice night sky,
Looking like a UFO, blinking up very high,
The beaming asteroid disappeared Into the sky,
Last night I started flying
Going up so high in the sky,
Talking to the birds and saying good bye,
I fly back down and go to my bed and lie,
Last night I was calm
Fire cackling I swayed to the fire,
No one likes a dirty liar,
All of a sudden I became shyer,
Last night I was dreaming
Could this all be a dream,
Or was there a glorious beam,
Or is it a magic realm?
Last night I woke up
It was a dream but the best,
I will always remember it I swear my chest,
I’ll just sleep in my bed some more and rest,

Good poem, Ignas.
You look like ur fifty