Stars January 18, 2015January 17, 2015 ClarabelleLeave a comment And when then stars come out, I feel okay. I feel at ease, No disarray. I love their twinkling, Like a forever sun, At the end of day, When your work is done. By Clarabelle Share this: Click to share on X (Opens in new window) X Click to share on LinkedIn (Opens in new window) LinkedIn Click to share on Pinterest (Opens in new window) Pinterest Click to share on Tumblr (Opens in new window) Tumblr Click to share on Reddit (Opens in new window) Reddit Click to email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email Click to print (Opens in new window) Print Click to share on Pocket (Opens in new window) Pocket Like Loading...