Counting Stars

One, two we're counting on you.
three, four you shine our floor.
five, six nothing you can't fix.
seven, eight you're all out late.
nine, ten I'll wait till you come again.

this is my way of counting stars when i was little.
i would sneak out of my window and climb on my roof of my shed and just lay there counting the stars.

i would also like to add this, if you read any of my other poems, please feel free to leave a comment about anything. for an example it could be "oh i think you can do some changing up on some things"
or..."it could be better if you changed this"
and I'll try my hardest to make that poem much better for all you viewers.