Distant Lie

Lonely soften snowflakes

floating quietly towards ground

leaving a layer within heaven’s blanket

all while, not one soul is around..

In the distances, as the eyes cannot see

not one, not two, but three unicorns

wandering free…

Gently throughout the baron tree’s

you can hear,

mystical elves an pixies

playing a melodic loving melodies…

Your imaginary foolish celebrity

as to walk with those fallen angels

throughout life’s living reality…