Violet shades
Fading into lunar light
I miss you dear
When I work at night
In the quiet midnight
I recall you fantastic flights
Of fairy fantasies
Of spectral and goblin dreams
Of such amazing supernatural beings
Distant shores shared memories
Of childhood stories you gave to me
But you grew up
And the fictions gave way
To poetic realities
And the spring days became
Winter’s finality
Not banality
Just missing a little spark
Of your younger heart
But I guess someone has to grow up
Cause I refuse to