A neon glow,
a flourencent daze,
a shine of the sun’s rays upon a rose display.
The shade felt from a midnight ****
or from fire around tiki poles
in a field.
Some say it’s a recognized face
that makes one feel home.
But it’s a familiar light
that makes us
feel welcome.
Sep 8, 2014
Sep 8, 2014 at 11:07 PM UTC
A neon glow,
a flourencent daze,
a shine of the sun’s rays upon a rose display.
The shade felt from a midnight ****
or from fire around tiki poles
in a field.
Some say it’s a recognized face
that makes one feel home.
But it’s a familiar light
that makes us
feel welcome.