Twinkle, twinkle, little star,
How I wonder what you are!
Up above the world so high,
Like a diamond in the sky!
When the blazing sun is gone,
When he nothing shines upon,
Then you show your little light,
Twinkle, twinkle, all the night.
Then the traveller in the dark,
Thanks you for your tiny spark,
He could not see which way to go,
If you did not twinkle so.
In the dark blue sky you keep,
And often through my curtains peep,
For you never shut your eye,
Till the sun is in the sky.
As your bright and tiny spark,
Lights the traveller in the dark,—
Though I know not what you are,
Twinkle, twinkle, little star
On New Year's Eve the city let off plenty of fireworks in the park across from our home. It was a snowy blustery night but the explosions still rose and lit the sky. We watched from the room next to what would have been his room. You could see the neighbourhood kids running to watch, their faces turned up to the sky as snowflakes covered their faces.
A month after Harrison's passing I went to watch another firework's display on my own. I wanted to believe that he could see what I saw from above and we would be connected. To this day I still try to hold onto these thoughts. Sad and comforting.
So many songs and sayings take on a different meaning. Will I be able to sing this song to my future children to comfort them? I need to. I need not be so emotional over everything.
Like a Diamond in the Sky,.
Harrison will always be our diamond.
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