The world sparkles
when all are asleep
and comets follow
where children sleep.
and when they sleep,
the stars they dance
graceful glimmering forms,
across the sky they prance
leaving trails of silver, trails of white
on a cold and lonely autumn night
my eyes search the skies
with eager delight
at 3am, on a weeknight
wondering about other places
distant dreams, familiar faces
igniting my mind, lighting a fire,
the things my heart has always desired
seem so far, so distant, never near
but I always wish for them, right here
maybe one day I will know
but until then, I just enjoy
nature's beautiful light show.
About the Creator
Slgtlyscatt3red
Slightly scattered. Just a woman with autism and ADHD that loves to write poetry, create art, and sing.
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