THE MOON’S TURN

 

The sun sets in fire,

Leaving for the day.

Hiding its bright face,

Refusing to stay.

It is the moon’s turn

To bring night to day.

Its white face a grin

As it wants to play.

Stars twinkle and glow

To brighten the sky.

The moon moves away,

Climbing way up high.

A LITTLE MAGIC

 

 

 

A LITTLE MAGIC

All we need is a little magic

to bring our fantasies to life.

A little fairy dust

to capture our hidden desires.

A little sprinkle of pink

to brighten our dreary days.

Puff.

You’re gone.

I’m in fantasy land.

 

MAGIC

 

 

Look up to the white skies.

Magic before my eyes.

White flutters to the ground.

Without even a sound.

Masking the dirt with white.

So pretty and so bright.

If it could remain this way.

A blanket for one more day.

UNTIL THE MORNING LIGHT

 

The moon shows its head.

It’s past time for bed.

It casts a yellow glow.

I can hear the winds blow.

Time for me to go inside.

There must be places to hide.

Until the morning light.

When the sun burns so bright.

Source:

A PLACE FOR ME

digitalfrontiers

 

 
A forest so green and pure,

I want to be there for sure.

Colors to brighten life

without a bit of strife.

This is definitely the place for me,

where I can be as free as I can be.

Pink and yellow flowers fill up the day.

No where prettier I can safely say.