The way in the sky they glitter,
Passing children wave as they fritter,
They give most help to sail passing by,
Though blocked by soaring mists as they fly.

O' how thou light the sky at night,
When thou are the only light,
Just as a fairy's wings,
Stars are the most beautiful things.

How I wonder what thou be,
Small pixie walking home with me,
I treasure every glance I take,
For you'll be gone when I awake.

O' how thou light the sky at night,
When thou are the only light,
Just as a fairy's wings,
Stars are the most beautiful things.

No flower so pretty, no honey so sweet,
Could challenge how the stars and I meet,
Neither angel's wings nor Aphrodite's hair,
Could compete with the love stars and I share.

O' how thou light the sky at night,
When thou are the only light,
Just as I close my eyes to sleep,
I stop and take one final peep.


If you give a damn about me writing more poems, probably not but there is a chance somebody decent does, can you please PM me a list of topics you want me to write poems about because the only things I can think of aren't that happy so any topic will do :)