Star child with eyes wide
Shut tightly closed
Wishing the sky
Doesn’t pass on by
Awake are the lights
Calling you twice
Inside your soul
And outside in flight
The universe plays
With your emerald green hair
Loving the moment
It envisioned you there
Or you to it
Calling for bliss
Mandela quite clear
Your signature
With care
Gently awaking you
To your wishes so near.
Christopher Baird 2011 ©
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