If I could reach that speck of light
whose size isn’t so tiny,
but its shiny seem to have cowered.
If I can stoke its fire
and cause it arms to curl
around your lips stretching
it into a smile.
If I can cause its feet
to leap in a dance
stirring the butterflies
in your stomach to flight
Then I will a zillion times:
You deserve to be happy
©2020 Nasa
