Spinning rings
and shining things
Singing birds
and mini words
blocks and *****
and dropped calls
rubber bands
and unclaimed lands
lovers' sighs
and heartfelt goodbyes
a survivor's tears
and a child's fears
things you can see
and things you can be
things you can hold
that make your hands cold
when you close your eyes
you can see fireflies...
Places where people tend to hide
where they shed their secrets and confide
all these things I gather here
I hold them all so very dear
humans tend to overlook
the wonders resting in a blank book
a candle flame
is never quite the same
greyscale, color, or just the red
hear what people in the past have said
this is my home of endless awe
where there is but one single, unbreakable, undeniable law:
Keep you mind opened, keep you eyes peeled
and never let your thoughts be concealed.