Not Far from Earth

I ask not for the highest, brightest star

On which to dwell;

But give me a little twinkling one

So near the earth I love

That I can smell

The pines upon the mountains

And the sweet breath of wild roses

By the lanes;

And hear the gentle lowing of cattle

In clover meadows

Where timid new-born foal

Toss their silken manes--

A little star so near to earth that I,

When looking down

At dusk upon a quiet town,

Can watch the stars come out among the trees

And name them, lingering long

Upon the one I love.

I ask not for the highest,brightest star

But a twinkling one not far from earth, not far.