From the sky

In the morning, in my coat pocket, I found a star. It has spiky corners and was very warm. I made sure no one could see its sparks.
Hello, - it said, - I am the star. Who are you?
I am Michael,- I replied. - How did you get to me?
From the sky, I fell. Won’t you let me go?
Yes, of course, tonight.
When it became dark, I took it to the window, and it started to fly up. In the morning, I found it again.
Hi! - I said, - you fell down again?
No, I just came ‘cause I wanted to… You would let me go tonight, wouldn’t you?
Yes, - said I, like always, you know...