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Comment 94 of 254, added on April 19th, 2006 at 2:17 AM.
*** Starry Night ***
By: sfiawong
4/10/2006
Trinkle, trinkle little stars
How many there are in the sky!
Let the children try to count!
I remember this starry night.
Trinkle, trinkle little stars,
Seven children we sit on a bench.
Our little fingers point and count.
Sit close friendly and talk.
Trinkle trinkle little stars,
Talk about cowboy and a weaver stars.
They're lovely meeting once a year.
On many birds built bridge sing with quitar.
Trinkle, trinkle little stars,
At a quiet night only with stars.
Seven we sit on the stone bench.
Our little fingers point and count.
Trinkle, trinkle little stars,
Oh honey, For your Love,
Mother can tell you different stars;
Your lover can swear towards stars and seas.
Trinkle, trinkle little stars,
Mom or beloved may talk with you.
Tell how many different stars,
For an ever love your honey can swear.
Trinkle, trinkle little stars,
How great you are helping love?
sfiawong from United States
Comment 93 of 254, added on April 11th, 2006 at 7:54 PM.
ok look, Austin, yeah its her OLDER BROTHER. and there were no sexual
inuendos in this poem either. this was not a romance interest. Keep in
mind when reading her poetry that most of it was found on napkins, grocery
list, in letters and on other random things and was only published after
she died by her family. (which is a shame because they changed lots of it)
Oh yeah, and one other thing. SHE IS DEAD. so stop trying to encourage her
and stop saying stupid things like "keep it up" or "You rock" because she
won't be reading it. I mean really, she died before the internet was even
imagined.
Megan from United States
Comment 92 of 254, added on April 11th, 2006 at 2:48 PM.
I think this poems is weird. I don't get it....
Angelica from Canada
Comment 91 of 254, added on April 5th, 2006 at 12:30 PM.
I love Emilies poems. I just move to the UK from Cal. I really miss talking
about great american poems in school.
Morgan from United Kingdom
Comment 90 of 254, added on April 4th, 2006 at 7:21 AM.
oi think Emily is just using this poem to encourage her little brother to
be optimistic and always look things on the bright side.
dively from China
Comment 89 of 254, added on March 29th, 2006 at 10:24 AM.
i love this poem so much it is so good
Tessica from United States
Comment 88 of 254, added on March 3rd, 2006 at 7:53 AM.
this poem is really bad and boring
john from Andorra
Comment 87 of 254, added on February 23rd, 2006 at 8:29 AM.
The garden must be the garden of Eden...
Mick from Netherlands
Comment 86 of 254, added on February 21st, 2006 at 9:58 PM.
wow, emily is one of my favorite poets! and i absolutely adore this one,
since i am in a hurry, i better memorize this poem for my poem recital at
school.
michelle from United States
Comment 85 of 254, added on February 21st, 2006 at 10:20 AM.
THIS POEM JUST GOTS IT ALL (I think) CUZ IMMA GANGSTA
OMG
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*** Starry Night ***
By: sfiawong
4/10/2006
Trinkle, trinkle little stars
How many there are in the sky!
Let the children try to count!
I remember this starry night.
Trinkle, trinkle little stars,
Seven children we sit on a bench.
Our little fingers point and count.
Sit close friendly and talk.
Trinkle trinkle little stars,
Talk about cowboy and a weaver stars.
They're lovely meeting once a year.
On many birds built bridge sing with quitar.
Trinkle, trinkle little stars,
At a quiet night only with stars.
Seven we sit on the stone bench.
Our little fingers point and count.
Trinkle, trinkle little stars,
Oh honey, For your Love,
Mother can tell you different stars;
Your lover can swear towards stars and seas.
Trinkle, trinkle little stars,
Mom or beloved may talk with you.
Tell how many different stars,
For an ever love your honey can swear.
Trinkle, trinkle little stars,
How great you are helping love?
sfiawong from United States