My little poet

I can not for the life of me write a decent poem. Of any kind.
So, when I come across random writings by my kids, sometimes I'm quite amazed at what I read. It's really quite beautiful.
Yesterday, I came across this poem, scrawled messily on a piece of paper with my daughter's name printed neatly in the corner.......

When you look into the night sky
Do you notice how they fly
That twinkling shining star
you can see from afar
How they dance
When they prance
In the night sky so pretty
Now I don't want the sun to rise
Because this night is my prize
This shining star that I see
This shining star that I see.