On Thy Starry Ride
Glittery was that sky
Silvery was that carpet
That on which rode the blue butterfly
To show the way to the holy ballet
Divine was that sight
A star living with light
Your face shining with might
O my darling father, my knight!
Gone was your soul, to that land
Called by some as the Never-never land
Alone and cold with fright
I did shed tears that night!
Blissful dance, harmonious ballet
Pray life lead me there with thy cabaret!
15th Place
Contest : Shooting Stars
Sponsored by : Tirzah Conway
Copyright © Anoucheka Gangabissoon | Year Posted 2012
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