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Blue-Eyed Grass of May

by Annette Wynne

Star, high star, far in the blue,
I have stars more near than you,
Shining from the blue-eyed grass,
Peeping at me as I pass.

Star, high star, far in the blue,
I wish that I could pick you, too,
I know I'd love you better, star,
If you were not so high and far.

My little friendly stars are found
Right close to me upon the ground;
You shine all night, they shine all day-
They are the blue-eyed grass of May!