Tuesday, September 21, 2010

My Dream

The roar of the lift off

Then it comes into view from behind the trees

Pinks and blues, purples and oranges, yellows and greens; all a bright neon

They moved and waved from up above

Flying aimlessly into the night

We all watched from the wood

Starstruck, we were in complete awe by its great beauty

Then the darkness progressed, dawn will approach soon

So the dancing lights faded along with the black

Floating higher into the abyss until it had gone

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