MY FRIEND.
I don't think anyone could guess The dearest friend of mine. It only visits me at night, And then it comes to shine. I love it more than, flowers even, My little star that shines in Heaven. It twinkles through the dark blue sky, I think it shines for me; I think it comes to cheer me up And keep me company. I love my star—my star of even, My little star that shines in Heaven. If I have had a lonely day. At night I have a friend If I am sad, at night I know My star a smile will send. I love it more than bird songs even, My little star that smiles through Heaven. Sometimes when* there are cloudy days, When shadows follow you, At eve I know my star will peep Out through the velvet blue. My tiny friend that shines at even, My little star that shines in Heaven. Though I have lots of other friends, I love this one the best, It never comes till even-time, Then outshines all the rest. A little friendly star of even, My star that shines through bluest Heaven. (Original.) V. Marie Abbott.
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Star (Christchurch), Issue 18889, 12 October 1929, Page 18 (Supplement)
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197MY FRIEND. Star (Christchurch), Issue 18889, 12 October 1929, Page 18 (Supplement)
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