O' resting on the noon of today I whisper softly At late day I pause from reflection And just be A newborn dusk Writhe upon me gingerly Orb of night glow The stars sparkle glittery Through the glazing night luster afar Thus I pen Tinkle Dinkle Little Star On the afternoon of tomorrow sleep O' I will awake, and take a breath deep Evening ends, relax And wait for peace from the day At midnight hour I will be submerging Thought in my pray O' thou now enlighten my poet's mind Flowing clear Bright as light In the sky so very dear © daniel miltz