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Ethel
Turner

A TREMBLING STAR

There is my little trembling star,” she said.
I looked; once more
The tender sea had put the sun to bed,
And heaven’s floor
   Was grey.

And nowhere yet in all that young night sky
Was any star,
But one that hung above the sea. Not high,
Nor very far
   Away.

“I watch it every night,” she said, and crept
Within my arm.
“Soft little star, I wish the angels kept
It safe from harm
   Alway

“I know it is afraid,” she said; her eyes
Held a sweet tear.
“They send it all alone into the skies,
No big stars near,
   To stay.

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