A Teacup Full of Stories

The stars are in the sky tonight,

Glittering between the clouds –

I can hear them telling stories;

Their voices sounding loud;

They tell me of what they have seen

In another time –

And if you listen very closely

You can hear then shine;

You can hear their laughter

Echo in the sky;

You can hear them dream and sleep

And smile and curse and cry;

But most often they tell stories,

And if you listen right

You can hear them telling them

Quietly through the night;

I often sleep by stories,

As my eyelids slowly fall

As I hear of all the wondrous things –

The stars have seen them all.