Twinkle Twinkle Little Star

I thought I was smart because I knew two verses of Twinkle, Twinkle Little Star. I used to sing them both to my daughters when the were small.

Tonight I learned the original poem by by Jane Taylor (1783โ€“1824) has five stanzas that I had never heard! ?

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, through the night.

Then the traveller in the dark
Thanks you for your tiny spark;
He could not see where 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.

Now I’m spending my Friday night taking a tour through classical music history listening to variation on the melody which came from a French children’s song Ah! vous dirai-je, maman.

Rent

Watched a performance of the musical Rent last night with Lacey at the Smith Center. It’s not my kinda music but damned if it doesn’t pack an emotional punch! Life is messy and hard, and we need to find its beauty where we can.

Jiu Jitsu on the Brain

I haven’t been to jiu jitsu in months (jobless and can’t justify the expense of gym fees and travel), but it’s still very much on my mind. This morning, I dreamt that I had a bully in a rear naked choke. I went to put my hooks in and ended up IRL kneeing Lacey in the butt. ?