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  • THE MAGICAL HEAVENLY STARS

     

     

     

    The magic of the stars

    is magic to the eyes

    I can see them all day

    and night - what a

    surprise.

    The stars gather round

    on proud display,

    And to see this magical

    sight we do not need to

    pay.

     

    The darkest of the night

    is a blessing for all to

    see,

    You just look on up at

    the sky - believe me - it

    is free.

    The sky is inviting me

    to go and have a tour

    To see the wondrous

    stars on parade - they

    ooze lots of amour.

     

    God has made a special

    home somewhere in

    the sky

    I would dearly love to

    see it - of this I cannot

    deny.

    Even the angels are

    flying and flirting with

    the stars,

    As they are now angelic

    pop stars - twanging

    their tiny guitars!

     

    If and when you hear

    the thunder - it's the

    stars on the drum

    As they all enjoy the

    heavenly orchestral

    hum.

    The sky comes to live

    at night - and Heaven

    is brought to life,

    And if you ever see

    this magical sight -

    you'll never suffer any

    strife.

     

    The sky then goes to

    sleep - but the stars do

    try to peep.

    At the wondrous stars

    all in bed, lay down

    their heads to sleep.

    WOW! What a dream I

    just had - I'm sure I

    saw planet Mars

    But I also heard guitars

    playing - all courtesy

    of the heavenly stars.

     

    BY

    DARRYL ASHTON

     

     

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