The Universe

The Universe by Mary Britton Miller

There is the moon, there is the sun
Round which we circle every year,
And there are all the stars we see
On starry nights when skies are clear
And all the countless stars that lie
Beyond the reach of human eye.
If every bud on every tree,
All the birds and fireflies and bees
And all the flowers that bloom and die
Upon the earth were counted up,
The number of the stars would be
Greater, they say, than all of these.

The Universe

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