When sunlight hits, an atom flips.
Electrons jump about.
From shell to ever higher shell.
It really makes a sight.
These little spots of polka-dots.
Must borrow from the sun.
To have their day it works that way
Unless a sun; your one.
Mercury, and Venus,
Earth and even Mars.
Must get its light from the sun’s might.
To shine like they are stars.
Now learning this, I make a wish,
Upon their falling light.
Each second here, a star quite near,
Explodes and fades from sight.