Hardworking and good, Wee Witch Polishes the Stars every night and retires, exhausted, to her home in a willow tree.
Good night, Wee Witch..
With the first rays of morning sunshine, Wee Witch flies home to her willow tree and jumps into bed.
They are filled with joy.
They look up from their cell phones, from their busy lives.
As she calls out to the crowded city, "Look up ", men, women, and children see the stars.
A child notices the shiny stars.
Hardworking and good, Wee Witch Polishes the Stars every night and retires, exhausted, to her home in a willow tree