Left behind the soul's locks

A tender heart

Rests on cloth embroided with shamrock

For I, about to depart

Would guard it like a goshawk

Even if we're apart

This is what the small star thought

But as she had a simple mind

Knew not that both cannot

The Star and the Sun combined

Exist on the same sky for naught

She would try, that small star

But the more she tried to be

Brighter than the sun by far

She'd be met with a terrible fee

Pieces fell from the heart of the star

And for every piece so carefree

She'd grew darker just like tar

Still, the sun would not see

That devoted small star

Now only one piece remained

For the star so small

Shining had become so strained

Would be hard to see her at all

Dusk had come, skies stained

The last try before her fall

Last piece of the heart so pained

The small star's downfall

As the sun finally set

Thought the small star to herself

"I should not fret

Close to the sun myself

Shall be for the last moment yet"

But as the star was just so small

And had such a simple mind

She didn't know what would befall

Where the sun really declined

Or that where she left for nightfall

No sun or even a star she'd find