MY SHARED SECRET
BY FIONA CUMMINGS
Closed minds have
took to their slumber
Now time for me to live this wonder
Lights appear
Though I have no fear
Hush now silent breaths
Allow the joy to start whilst others rest
This is truly the very best
Dancing dots
Lilac spots
Orange balls
I hear their calls
Silver waterfalls
Of trickling droplets
From pure white rockets
Fall delicious chocolates
I put them in my pocket
Then remove a key from my locket
Open the door to a secret craft
I told my best friend of this
But she just laughed
So this is my secret
Please will you keep it?
These words are so true
There is such a view
Tiny round windows
Fragrance of a sweet rose
Happy feelings all around
As this rocket leaves the ground
Flying over the moon of cheese
Delightful silver stars do please
As I look down
To the greedy ground
I feel the generosity
From creatures so round
With chubby like hands
A bit like pans
Though fingers of pegs
And stubby little legs
One night it did get me
That was curiosity
I opened a door
Inside there was no floor
The creature asked me to stand in
That was the only time I felt afraid within
But somehow I felt such trust
To walk in there was a must
I floated through the navy night
I really enjoyed my flight
The cloud was like a carpet
As we flew into orbit
Then there was a kind of circuit
And we came to a stop
I was asked to hold onto a giant lolly pop
Then once again we departed
Lights flashed before me
In such darkness I couldn’t see
But the wires on the machine were guiding me
Through winds so gentle
To a platform of metal
Where I was reunited with my friends of turquoise
They giggled like little naughty boys
And brought me back to the open door
I so badly wanted to explore
Through it I went
It was like a tent
But made from thin tin
I had a kind of medicine
Like honey from a spoon
Then I visited their home
In the centre of the moon
It was there I felt such importance
For I knew this was the rule
This vast light controlled my earth
Many generations before me
The moon gave birth
To a world we know
And now what do we have to show?
My friends are so sad
We were given this gift
Now treat so bad
If only we respected what we had
And welcomed who we call aliens to our land
Reach out your hand
They can save us
But if they were spotted
Oh such a fuss
They would be shot at
And that would be that
For they control the moon
And the moon talks to our ocean
There is no mystery
No magic potion
It just requires an open mind
Look into your soul
See what you will find
Live out of the box
Examine the rocks
Ask yourself why
Do we have a sky?
Time to go back now
But how?
I trust my friends so round
To take me back to the ground
I wish I could tell my family
What the lights mean to me
But I know they will think of me as crazy
I’m not
My mind isn’t lazy
I feel sorry for our makers
They created us like bread in bakers
They want to see us grow
And look good
Just like a plate of food
A garden of flowers
April showers
New born horses
But they are driven away
By our armed forces
I wish one day
You would open your heart
Make a new start
Know what is right
Have your second sight
See the dancing dots like me
Fly over the salted sea
Float in the bubble of a cloud
Make friends with those so turquoise and round
They make me feel so glad that they are around
So proud
They trusted me
I can’t wait until closed minds fall a sleep
Let them count sheep
Whilst I learn from our Lord
We live for today
And what we can afford
But love is free
The moon belongs to you and me
Fly with me so high
Into our gift of the big blue sky
Copyright Fiona Cummings 2015
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