Starlight
by Alana Lee
Glitter when the sun turns in,
legions
arrayed in white,
One star's worth is doubted
as
though her part were slight.
A glint of dust perceived as weak
compared
to sun and moon
Is no less a masterpiece
of heaven's silver hewn.
Brilliance oft goes unnoticed
when all around is bright;
But a beacon still casts a glow
that contributes to the light.
Brilliance oft goes unnoticed
when all around is bright;
But a beacon still casts a glow
that contributes to the light.
Though in the morn invisible,
a
star's brightness never dims;
The glory of her beauty
is
ever kindled from within.
Hidden when a new day dawns,
and
never blotted out,
A star is prettiest when she shines
against
the critic's doubt.
And only when the day is past
and
clad in midnight gown,
Can her inner strength be seen;
all
see she wears a crown.
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