The little stars dance through the night
To the moon’s melody,
But when the sun begins to rise
They are nowhere to see.
For missing their party,
But I’ve noticed they’re not around
To share dawn’s melody.
Theirs is across the sky,
While mine is down here on the earth
Watching as they dance by.
But I love what I do.
Then, when I’m done, I watch the sky
And just enjoy the view.
Sunday, September 6, 2026
Enjoying the View
Labels:Fiction: the dream
Photographs and Reflections,
Poetry: Faery Tales,
poetry: Songs of Joy,
Poetry: Songs of Longing
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