Place like home...
Every night as the world falls asleep,
And the air feels like a promise to keep,
I close my eyes and lie down in my bed,
Listening to the stars for the secrets unsaid,
They tell me stories of magic and mist,
Of fairies and princes, of kings and queens,
Each twinkle to behold, an enchanted tale,
Night wears a crown with a silver veil,
They reflect in my eyes as I blink gently,
Admiring the magic happening above me,
Shooting stars chase the wishes one by one,
Moon shies away, like a curling fern,
I lay in the grass when the breeze goes by,
The leaves tickle me as I close my eyes,
And there I am in my bed all alone,
Craving the feeling of somewhere like home...
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