Twink The Little Star

One uponce a time up high in the sky lived a little star named Twinkle.
Everyone just called him Twink though. All of the stars in the sky were
shining that night. They were all shining except Twink. Twink didn't feel
like shining. He felt all alone up in the big open sky. He was very sad. If
a star is sad then they don't glow very brightly at all. Poor little Twink
just didn't have the strength to glow that night. He tried and tried but
just wouldn't glow like the rest of the stars. He knew that the people on
Earth watched the stars. That's why the stars have to glow. He felt sad and
none of the other stars even noticed. Then the moon asked Twink if
everything was okay. The moon saw that Twink wasn't glowing very bright and
he was worried about little Twink. It made Twink feel loved to know that
someone cared about him. It made him feel good to know that if he didn't
glow then he would be missed. From that night on Twink glowed the brightest
out of all the stars. He was happy to have a friend like the moon.

One night the moon was bright.
All the stars were shining light.
It was such a very pretty sight.

Twink wished he may, he wished he might.
His glowing wasn't very bright.
It was not a constant pretty light.

His brightness seemed to come and go.
Down below the Earth so low.
He didn't think his glow would show.

He wanted to be a precious stone.
Instead of cold and all alone.

Just like a diamond high in cost.
Nothing more then a shinny rock.

Then the moon said from afar.
I wonder Twink just how you are.
Because you are my favorite star.

That brought a tear to Twink's eye.
He shined so hard with all his might.
To be the brightest in the sky's night.

Now when you look up at the stars.
When you wonder what they are.
You won't have to wonder far.

If you see a star that starts to blink.
He's the brightest star I think.
You will know his name is Twink.

Told on Oct. 19, 2010