Weston's Starry Sky
The stars begin to glow so bright,
They sprinkle silver through the night,
Little Weston yields to sleep,
Their watch he'll tenderly keep.
The moon hangs high in velvet skies,
And winks a beam in Weston's eyes,
The dark blue heavens softly gleam,
To hold the boy in gentle dream.
Each star sends down a kiss of light,
To cradle Weston through the night,
The sky has sewn a quilt of shine,
To keep him warm till morning's time.
Written for Weston
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