Maxwell's Starry Night
The silver moon begins to shine
Upon the stars that softly twine
A gentle light begins to gleam
To guide you to a sleeping dream
The little stars begin to peep
And sing a song for Maxwell's sleep
They twinkle high above the hill
And shine upon your windowsill
The constellations softly glow
And lay a path of light below
So rest your head and softly lie
Beneath the starry evening sky
Written for Maxwell
A sample anyone can read. A keepsake poster gets a newly written rhyme.