Saturday 25

I think I've seen the light,

It was flickering

on the floor below,

As I walked across the stairwell

it did ; I saw it.

I saw it


beam like a searchlight

far out across Sherwood Forest

to the Emerald City.

to the Disney Palace,

the cities in all of our dreams,

And it flickered,

And it never sputtered

and never before

have I been so glad to learn that I am just so elated

to be


into an endless night.

The End

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