Twinkle Twinkle Little Star...
O how I wonder what you are..
Amidst the brightly day do i think of you
Upon the night do i still think about you, impeccably
With such gladness like never before
With still hopes to venerate thy luminous presence
And the loving caring of thy soul..
Twinkle... Twinkle... Beautiful Star.

Upon the roses of the blooming field have you lent a fraction of thy beauty..
beauty so pure the insects of the lawn find it inane to feed upon..
beauty so pure that even the buzzing bees of the early spring morning find pleasure feasting amidst it's petals...
which made the roses gloom with pride for thy beauty is like no other ever beheld before..
while unto the birds of the air has thou lent a fraction still of thy soft, soothing voice..
A voice so refreshing and replenishing of the mind and soul that even the oldies at their appointed times do not wish to go to rest until they've rocked along every single tune whilst in their rocking chairs...
Twinkle... Twinkle... Wonderful Star

O'er the day the jealous sun smiths the earth which such hatred ..
while you rest your lonely soul..
To bring forth peace and rest to all who have suffered from such hatred...
O' how i feel thy lone heart..
O' how lonely you must be with no-one by your side...
yet appreciating you for what you are...
for that personality others neglect...
"... Twinkle Star..
Let me be thy compassionate hero in shining armor...
Let me be thy chivalrous knight...
One that will lay his garments for you to step on ...
Let me be the moses of your time that would divide the waters for you to pass by
... Let my arms be the camp fire that bringeth warmth and comfort when the cold acts of this wicked world strikes upon thy olay-ish skin...
Twinkle... Twinkle... Little Star...
...How i wonder what you are!