Continuous Poem

Hello again

I've started writing a poem and it is really long so I'll be posting the next couple of parts up over the next few days.

Once I saw a little light

Hovering in the air

Floating in the midnight breeze

In the frosty night

Looking at the little light

My eyes start to burn

For the light is bright,

Brighter then the sun

Every winter night,

The little light glows,

In the starry night

Above my home below

As a little child

I would sit there and watch it glow

And think of all the pretty things

That a little girl has and knows

That I can not afford

For I am no stranger

To the cold and the hunger

They are the only things I have

Beside my dirty rags