First Star on the Twilight River. R.B

A river of twilight
Flowed over the hills
And covered the valley
With its soft, cool water.
I sat beside my little brother
On the front porch, and I
Told him a story about
A flower that fell
In love with a star.
When I finished the story,
My little brother pointed
At the first star
On the twilight river,
And he said,
"Is dat da star?"