Firefly dances liven the night
Painting their artwork with flickering light.
The chatter of crickets beneath the trees
The whistle of leaves that sway in the breeze
The croak of the frog resounds over all
From the damp soil around the grass tall
The songs of the darkness master a tune
And play their instruments by the light of the moon
Twinkling stars fall from the night sky
and gently descend to the earth-
Like a dew drop kissing a blade of grass,
the glittery white star nestles herself amongst the others-
The stars sugar coat the vast green space
and eliminate color from below.
life is a canvas splattered with paint
the artist moves swiftly while lacking constraint
brushes drag slowly leaving their marks
over and under they draw their smooth arcs
and like these arcs which go up and go down
our everyday lives travel circles around
the tracks of the coaster which land at the top
and fall to the bottom in one sudden drop
like a drop of acrylic on the canvas below
which lands on the surface and stars in the show
She was a vision of perfection
With a heart as cold as stone
Her features full of beauty
Yet she remains alone
She wears a crown of triumph
But tears, they scar her face
She proclaims her inner strength
With ample fallen grace
And while her heart cries out for love
Her frigid feet won't dance
She's terrified and frightened of
A life without a chance
Upon deceit I've built a kingdom;
A mighty fortress declaring freedom.
She stands up tall; brave as can be
And gazes outward toward the sea.
But when one’s castle’s built on sand,
There is a chance it may not stand.
For secrets hide behind her doors
And crawl through cracks beneath her floors.
Until the light sheds on the lies,
The castle wears her sweet disguise
And secrets linger without a sound
Until the kingdom tumbles down.