MY little star lives very high; I almost lose it in the sky, Because there are so many others, Sisters, cousins, aunts and brothers; All beside it looking down In the windows of our town; But my star is mine alone, I shall keep it for my own, Keep it where it lives so high In its corner of the sky ; Other children, take the rest, This small star I'll love the best. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE RHINOCEROS by HILAIRE BELLOC SPRING BLIZZARD by JAMES GALVIN IMPELLED by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON LOST ILLUSIONS by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON YOUTH'S PROGENY by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON THE RIVALS by JAMES WELDON JOHNSON |