But by Night
A wooden soldier puppet by day,
But by night,
He is a real boy,
With his own free feelings.
A stringed ballerina doll by morning,
But by bedtime,
She is really a girl,
With her own personal pursuits.
They might not feel a thing by day,
But they reflect all things by night.
Lea,
YOU ARE READING
The Andromeda Galaxy
PoetryThis book is specifically for the members of the Andromeda Galaxy, whose Galaxy Head is @RyanBH