A Good Day

Falling stars and bursting nebula’s combine,
To paint the sky telling the whole world you’re mine.

Can I come and sit with you?
Beneath our perfect tapestry and to share our creation.
Soaring and floating in clouds of puffy white,
Widened eyes and breath so short.
Gasp at the mere thought of such wonder.

Gently fall to ground as the moon disappears below the tree-lined horizon.
Bring up the sun to realise your awake,
Another day is born and right by your side I’ll be,
Never casting lonely shadows on the rolling green carpet.