O radiant stars that shine above
And fill the evening sky,
Please offer me a sign of love
Or else just fade and die.
Cast down on me a beam of hope
To which I may now cling,
For lost am I and cannot cope
Glad tidings may you bring.
Shine on for me until the dawn
When sunlight shall appear,
I long to greet the rising morn
And see her standing here.
Within the stars my fortune told,
But as for now the night grows cold.
ANDREW BLAKEMORE
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