A Distant Star

When I look outside into the deep dark night,

I see a bright tiny star smiling sweetly at me.

It blinks and winks gazing at me sometimes,

And beckons me to rise up, happy and free.

I ponder what I should do 

To be there with my old friend.

I go to school and come back 

I hear that IT is the new trend.

But I do not get a clue of data

The flood of knowledge is so huge.

So I go back to gaze at my star

The deep, dark night is my only refuge.

One fine day, I get a gift

It is an encyclopedia, a data storehouse.

I dare say I am not an IT freak

But throughout that night, I browse and browse.

I got to know of the stars and the sky

That reaches out to infinite heights.

Above all I got that I need to be an astronaut

To reach my friend and see all these sights.