Rhymes of a Child's World by Miriam Clark Potter - HTML preview

 THE STAR-SHIPS

Up on the waves of the great sea-sky

Where the moon island dreamily floats

Sailing about, with laughter and shout,

Are thousands of gay little boats;

And some are quite large,—they are nearer, you see,

And some very faint and afar;

Each little boat has a bright little sail

And each little sail is a star.

And “Come up and drift!” they are calling to me

“The sea is blue and so wide”;

And the little sails wink, and its pleasant to think

That each longs to take me to ride;

But sadly I say: “You are too far away”;

And their light trembles down on my face;

So hailing the brightest, far upward I send

My heart’s dearest wish in my place.