Every night I count the stars
Every night before I sleep
Every night I take a basket
Every night to count the stars
In the day, it is hard to see them
So every night I count the stars
Last night a star went out, one out of ten
Twinkle, twinkle a star went out
One less in my basket count
I lost a star in my garden twinkle
My lights went low, low and twinkle dim
I lost a star, my twinkle star
Then today I found a new star born
A new star twinkle, so bright and tender
Every night I count the stars
On this day I am back to ten
Twinkle twinkle in my garden twinkle
Every night I count the stars
lovely........so often what we think is lost is replaced by something brighter.
ReplyDeletereally a nice job here. Love the philosophical couplets, and the sentiments within each of them and then the overall sentiments of the piece as a unified grouping. Thanks for sharing.
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