{"collection":"time","html_url":"https://unchartedknowledge.5gfusion.net/browse/time/50x/50x14.htm","path":"time/50x/50x14.htm","source_url":"https://sacred-texts.com/time/50x/50x14.htm","text":"Fifty Christmas Poems for Children, by Florence B. Hyett, [1923]\nIN Christmas Eve the little stars\n Sparkle and glisten with delight,\n Like strings of glitt'ring diamonds,\n Across the darkness of the night.\nOn Christmas Eve the little stars\n Dance in their places in the sky;\n Ah! I would go and trip with them\n If I could only climb as high.\nOn Christmas Eve the little stars\n Sing merry carols all night long;\n But O! I am so far away\n I cannot even hear their song.\nOn Christmas Eve the little stars\n Sparkle, and dance, and sing till dawn;\n And I am singing too, because\n 'Tomorrow will be Christmas Morn.\n--CHARLOTTE DRUITT COLE","title":"Fifty Christmas Poems for Children: Christmas Eve","type":"page"}