Stars are magical don't you think. As the dark approaches, they begin to sneak out one by one until they just spill across the velvety night skies like sparkling diamonds. They twinkle, they dance, and occasionally they shoot across the sky leaving a glittering trail. And that trail is like a tantalizing arrow drawing you into a wish, a dream or maybe an adventure. As kids we understood the beauty of the stars and sang with simple innocence, "Twinkle, Twinkle, little star. How I wonder what you are." Don't ever loose that wonder. I still love to go out on a cool summer evening and marvel at the skies. There is just something peaceful about loosing yourself in the beautiful greatness of something so much bigger then yourself. So go ahead, make a wish.
"He counts the stars and calls them all by name."
"There wouldn't be a sky full of stars if we were all meant to wish on the same one." --Frances Clark