Stars Are The Windows Of Heaven

Two little kids

Watching the skies

One of them says:

"I wonder why

All of the stars

Are shining so bright

When there wasn't a star last night.

I've often wondered: What is a star?"

The other says, "Here's what they are:

Stars are the windows of heaven where angels peep through.

Up in the sky they keep an eye

On kids like me and you.

They cry each time we are naughty;

Their teardrops are the rain.

But when we're good they are smiling

And they shine again.

Stars are the windows of heaven where angels peep through."

They cry each time we are naughty;

Their teardrops are the rain.

But when we're good they are smiling

And they shine again. My mom says:

Stars are the windows of heaven where angels peep through.