Stars at Night

In my backyard, where fireflies gleam, A cozy blanket, a childhood dream. Little Leo, with eyes so bright, Looks up at the stars in the soft moonlight.

His telescope, a silver friend, Points to the heavens, without end. The stars wink down, a glittering show, "Hello, little boy, way down below!"

He twists the knobs, a curious gaze, Through lenses clear, in a starry maze. He spots the Dipper, big and grand, A cosmic spoon in a starry land.

Then comes Orion, a hunter bold, With belt of starlight, a story told. He shouts with glee, "I see them all! The lion, the hunter, standing tall!"

The stars above, in silent grace, Spin tales of wonder in time and space. Leo smiles wide, with happy sigh, "The sky's so wonderful, way up high!"