Ode To The Doon Star

Ah, cherished Doon Star! Hark me from afar rekindle her heart with your rays: She that dwells in my heart ever till I part - sprinkle her path with roses. How swift are the days! For she comes of age this coming Saturday, the second - So guard her in earnest from evil and bring jest prithee, make her life jocund! ‘Tis through you I see her and she me O Star! reflected upon your boards; And so convey my message to her heart's walled cage and rebound back to me her words. So many'll cheer her - kin far and near this Eighteenth Birthday of hers; Still O Star, send towards her this token of regards from someone unseen she knows!