Star Light, An Angel’s Plight Poem by Christine K. Trease

Blessings sprinkled through the sky,
waiting to be chosen by you and I.
For it’s the things you do, you see,
that bring the blessings back to thee.
When you see someone in need,
make haste to help them-God will speed,
Then when your turn has come to suffer,
one good turn deserves another,
And you blessings will come back to you,
for each good thing you chose to do.
You might think it’s stars that light the night sky,
but it’s blessings for the taking by you and I.