Sign on the door

(A/N-I really should sleep more and write less. This is another 2:30
in the morning creation. Then again, the last one won me a Phoenix
award.)

When you decide to come into my sky,
Please don't throw down my stars.
They do so enjoy shimmering on the midnight velvet.
My moon will never set with a invocation,
So please don't force her down-
Her feelings are hurt so easily these days...

When you want to fly in my sky,
Leave all your negativity down on solid ground.
Astral objects are the best listeners, truth be told,
But that doesn't mean they enjoy your complaints.
Stars and planets have problems as well
And they do hate being bored by your hot air.

So when you resolve to visit my sky
You don't have to be quiet, just simply pleasant.
We so enjoy visitors if they know their place.
The moon makes this wonderful peppermint tea.
So please, come into my sky,
Just don't drag it back to Earth when you leave.