Twinkle Stars

Stars are constant friends to me,
hidden they can be and sometimes seen,
to fill my mind with wonderings why
the stars can twinkle high up in the sky.

If I could fly with wings that soared,
my daily thoughts would not be bored,
because I’d learn from every star
how each one can shine so far.

But darkness falls as eyelids close,
from struggling out of all my clothes,
I tumble on the bed and sigh,
to watch the stars high in the sky.

Dr. Deb

Dr. Deb Engelmann

Dr. Deb Engelmann

One person sees the meaning of a word to be one thing, while another will see it differently.

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