star light, star bright

Starlight

Bushel baskets of lamp lit stars
spill across the Ozark night’s sky,
tied together with lustrous constellations
and ‘wish I may, wish I might’ longings.

Rare and precious,
these nights, these singular nights,
when the lonesome stars will lean down
so close, we bump our heads on them.

Gathering the celestial windfalls,
along our evening’s path,
we fill our pockets with first star wishes
and carry the sparkling night sky
all the way home.