Shower the air with a wave of glitter,
Shine on me, not feeling bitter.
Look up in the air and see the space,
While it falls upon my face.
Twirling myself in a daze,
Reliving some of those sunny days.
Arms up, reaching to the sky,
Worrying not about him or I.
Sprinkles resting on the floor,
Shining clearly, wanting more.
Glinting brightly in the sun,
Promise of the things to come.
Twinkle Twinkle, little star
Gazing down from afar.
Watching all the colours shine,
Kid myself I’m feeling fine.
Fingers through it they will trace,
Captured in time, a forgotten place.
Taken away for a moment there,
Happy, free, without a care.
via Daily Prompt: Glitter Image: Morguefile