Thursday, October 7, 2021

Twinkle, Twinkle - but not as we know it

A reworking of an old favourite for National Poetry Day 2021:

Twinkle, twinkle little star,
how I wonder what you are.
Up above the world so high
like a diamond in the sky.
Twinkle, twinkle little star,
how I wonder what you are.

Racing light from shining star
bounces to us from afar;
bending through the layers of space,
twinkles to the human race.
Racing light from shining star
bounces to us from afar.


Alison Mott



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