What Makes Me Me- Round 31 Entry

The Poem That Shares My Life

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What Makes Me... Me

What makes me me
Is what I see
When I close my eyes
And count to three

When I open them back
The world is new
With blizzards of sand
And cold fires of blue

A mountain of ice
Stands sparkling too
My laughing moon
Watched as it grew and grew

Though my moon is out
My sun shines just as brightly
Not a cloud in the sky
To cover it's mighty

It sweeps a green hue over the moon
And turns a lake purple
The beautiful dust cloud
Couldn't be more beautiful

But then I close my eyes again
Just for a blink,
And then my world is gone
And my reality is nothing but a dream