The star in the sky

I want to fly
high up in the sky
go up there and see that dazzling star
that I have called since long as mine

They say people die and become stars
and bless you from up above
I want to go there and see if aaba
still watches me laugh and cry

He must have beamed with joy
seeing his Deepa and great grandson thrive
He must have been immensely proud
of the achievements of the apple of his eye.

I thank you aaba for this wonderful life
I will always look up at you and smile
And I know for sure that you and the star will always be mine.