A Box of Sky
I collected a handful of stars and moon
And put it into a box
The sky has come along with it
And is living inside my head
I peep every night under my bed to see
The Box has gone out of sight
I look up into the night
And there I see it back in place
The stars and the moon
And also a piece of Sky
The moon now smiling down at me
As I nod off counting the stars
I wake up to a brand new day
And take a quick look under my bed
The box is there the sky moon and stars
Are tucked away deep inside my head
As night comes the stars
will ride with me on sky
As they have promised
and journey me to the moon.
17.08.2020.
Copyright © Carol Mitra | Year Posted 2020
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