In my window,
Blinked a little ball of light.
I wonder what it sees in me,
I wonder if it's right.
Little tiny lighting bug,
Blinking in my window.
Why is it you blink at me?
What makes me so special?
Tiny little lighting bug,
Blinking in at me;
Tell me what you notice,
Show me what you see.
Do you see that my world is
Slow,
and my light has turned dark?
Tiny little lighting bug,
Show me what you see when you look into my heart.
Tiny Little lighting bug,
Blinking in my window.
Why is it you blink at me?
What makes me so special?
In my window,
blinked a little ball of light.
But when I blinked my eyes,
it was gone into the night.
About the Creator
Serrena Gragg
Welcome to my poetry page. This is where I will leave pieces of me for those who care to read my thoughts.
More from me at
https://linktr.ee/Serrenathedead
xoxo,
S.g
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