The Ocean Above
by Sheinna May Pamine
As soon as the sun sets,
The darkness slowly gets,
The atmosphere of half of the world,
By the midnight skies half sold.
I spread the stars up in the sky,
Clouds of gray,
Can made me cry,
Come Peter Pan grab my hand and we'll fly.
I thought of a spreadsheet,
Numerous sailings of a fleet,
Of shinning connective dots,
How many wishes can I have in my pots?
There's a garden in the sky,
Different colors made up high,
Remembering old myths of childhood,
Was worth and good.
Up up in this world,
Thousand stories are unfold,
twinkling lights of tantalizing sight,
In a far-away distance shines so bright.
Seeing all of these stars,
Recalling wishes of ours,
One for each of them,
Pushing dreams now and then.
Oh thank you to the Creator,
Our wish is not upon a star,
But it is on Him.
Our Light in Dim.
Airplanes in the night sky like shooting stars,
So called UFO's running into races like cars,
How lovely and calm the night could ever be,
With the beautiful landscape above me.
Darkness is spread throughout the evening sky,
In roofs, stargazing as we lie,
The hooking and catchy looks that made me fall in love,
In the ocean above.
