polka dots and scars on your starry skin the hums of songs and tales before you crafting your perfect shape wind sculpts your hair the earth gently holds your embrace the moon casts glows on your being even when you don't want to be seen the clouds wish you a better tomorrow the sun wants to know how you're feeling it will listen to you the trees welcome you as they wave they're happy to see you the sky turns pretty colours just so your glowy eyes can see the stars shine so you can too the child of the universe, you