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Stars Singing Softly
we all know the twinkle twinkle song
but did you know
there's another that's been around ever so long?
it's the song of the stars
which you can hear every night;
the basses with Mars;
the tenors with Jupiter, far from sight;
Casseopia leads the altos well;
sopranos with Beetlejuice the story tell.
a song not many care to hear
it floats through the night
looking, changing from ear to ear.
ending with the morning light
the unending song is never the same
often diminuending as soon as it came.
the silence of sweet music
as sung by these stars.
the sun not wanting to listen refused it;
cuts out the song, all the lights in wars.
despite the hard fight
all the stars fight with all their might.
the song isn't the same for each
changing on mood, vision, and fear.
always willing and able to teach
able to help if allowed to be near.
the stars each night sing loud
through moonlight, water, and cloud.
there is nothing that compares to the song;
to this symphony there is nothing to compare.
everything else just sounds so wrong,
so tired, so worn out, so full of wear.
like rain falling to the ground
like a whirlpool spinning round and round.
my song is different
from yours and yours and yours.
this song has made a dent
and filled my very pores.
I had to write about these soft stars
and their song that turns heads and stops cars.
