I look on the heaven in night,
I watch on the stars in the pitch,
and many of they are - in flight,
they display are - down is rich!
And other stars walk on the earth-
from playhouse, and movie, and sport,
and men who help new science birth,
and those who boss biggest boards.
And there are stars who unknown-
in industry, forming, they work,
nor best men in country and town,
but without they - all life can broke.
And very much stars on the flags,
you can them in all side to see,
and like in a good song - the tag,
it note the best minds, and make spree.
All time they are float, and all vote,
they wing in the height like the mew,
though soundless,-but they are loud shout:
"America! My love is you!"