Glow in the dark
what is this world I see around me
everthings deeper, under wonderful waves
these waters coming around the corner
a peice of one little heart grows
paper boats and tiny feet
skipping rocks and great big lakes
faces make, a joy grow brighter
I create my own glow in the dark
flew into;every rain drop smiles
all of tiny rays illuminate;quiet hours
stand upon a great treehouse in the sky
haf above special places and pixie dust
fly;trace mountains on electric wings
see happy places, awaking my creative hue
I started walking north by the lake
mystery follows this a curiosity sings
of a world fueled by questions
tangled in animal prints and campire smoke
each way I turn brings more pages
these books gather dust, googles alive
I asked what each volume could not say
where do deer go once I am asleep?
is the sun in the sky colored orange and red?
can we touch the moon and bottle it up?
how many stars are shining?
what does the nigthts movie look like?
always wanting;no sleep one bit
my feet heard no sounds, silence
really each glance more to see
flashlight may you show my need
a drop of rain is comforting heartbeat
I let it fall on pretty awesome day
walking back from mystery unfound
under clouds masked through tree roots
leaves sing, water pours quicker
I stop by a well worn dock
feeling like my world is frozen
this was my way of breathing deep
warmth of day closing these steps
journal entries written in colored ink
time every second was a minute
not realizing there is light;smiles
far away thunder talked to me
my one room cabin big in personality
one week and scribbles seem imperfect
the treehouse is no longer small
each tree grew bigger too fast
I am now that person so vibrant
jornal poems and advice reign true
making it into my new book to come
Becca Joy
