When pictures and toys were sleeping
This night,
There’s a flash at my pillow,
It wasn’t a candle!
Who was it
Above me?
A micro comet
Or meteorite?
No answer.
Just silence around me
And magic of space,
Like someone was drawing a circle!
It flashed, on and off,
Like a passion,
Maybe it’s aliens
Trying to steal me?
The flash at the portrait,
Take care, my pastel!
And then micro comet
Aimed into my bed!
Oh my God, it's time to escape,
My flank on the edge so I cried,
No need to be frightened:
It was just a firefly!
July 9 2019