In the night, stars dance above like fireflies
Swirling, creating shapes before my eyes
In my dream, I join them in the skies
Soaring amongst heavens, I seek my prize
Dreams, I shall not, from the ground realize
– Written for Jane Dougherty Writes, Poetry challenge #50: Fifty. Poetry format: 5 lines of 10 syllables, rhyming last words. Image prompt from Wikimedia.
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