A little poem i wrote awed about the beauty of the night and wondering about its secrets..
Under the stars we lay,
The night's calling for us- Listen to what it has to say.
Peter Pan is floating around to Neverland,
Singing to himself: "may this night never end".
To the third star to the right we fly,
Along with Tinkerbell we emulsify with the sky.
Trust her and let her lead,
'Cause trust, faith and fairy dust is what we need.
But steer clear of the one eyed pirate, my mate,
For he might use us all as bait.
All the creatures are out there,
Weaving a blanket of stars as snare.
With his crescent shaped hand he'll try to evade,
But too late cause the trap has already been made.
Swirl away, Captain Hook, into the deep,
'Cause here ends the story i made since i couldn't sleep.