Poem - The Stars

Discussion in 'Poems' started by Simbo, Jul 13, 2012.

  1. Simbo Bandmaster of the Songburrow Strollers

    We see them everynight, shining bright above us, so it is only right and proper there is a poem about them

    The Stars

    No roof for me
    I make my bed
    With starry skies
    Above my head
    And all these stars
    That fill the sky
    Watch over me
    With sparkling eyes

    And as I walk
    So late at night
    I'm guided by
    The silver light
    And most of all
    The Star of North
    Is always there
    To chart my course

    I search above
    And shapes are found
    The farmer's plough
    The hero's crown
    A rearing horse
    A mighty bear
    And standing tall
    The Swordman's there

    I may be poor
    I own few things
    But with the stars
    I feel a king
    Their many hues
    A tapestry
    That shares with all
    Their majesty

    So when I walk
    Out on my own
    With stars above
    I'm not alone
    Each point of light
    Each star I see
    I count them all
    As Friends to me
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