Numbers in The Night Sky

As I look up to the night sky,
I count one star, then two starts, then three.
A firefly flies by,
All alone and free.

I start to count the stars again:
Four stars, then five stars then six.
I have all the time in the world to spend,
Away from the problems I can't fix.

Seven, eight, and nine,
I start to remember the things that make me happy.
Now I'm starting to feel fine,
And a lot less unhappy.

Ten, eleven, twelve,
I remember the people I love,
Some of which are looking down from above.

Thirteen, fourteen, and fifteen,
I wish this peace could last forever,
With all the stars to be counted and seen,
But we all know that not all good things last forever.