“Those Twinkling Stars” by Ella Moore
Those Twinkling Stars
From Godey’s Lady’s Book, September, 1849, pg. 214
Those twinkling, twinkling, trembling stars,
How pure and bright they shine!
Now one is falling!—’tis a car,
Sped by a hand divine,
To bear some guardian angel near
Some suffering saint, still lingering here.
And those which yet retain their place
Are angel watch-towers still;
Some guardian angel’s smiling face
Still looks through each at will;
And, ever and anon, a tear
Becomes a trembling dew-drop here.