CHEERING FOR MY PRESENCE

 

 

I shoot through the air,

Looking upon the people watching me,

Cheering for my presence

 

I feel myself change color, as I rise up higher into the sky

I look upon what I can see,

Feeling the energy rise and set within me

 

I see my sparkles falling to the ground,

I hear the quietness of my loud fading sound

 

I feel myself fading away,

As I just once more look around

 

My hearing is fading away,

As I can barely hear the cheers for my presence

 

My body that was once high up in the night sky,

Is now falling low to the ground

 

I go blind as I look around,

No longer hearing the sound,

No longer hearing the cheers for my presence

 

But I will always remember- in my non- existent mind- this beautiful sight,

And the wonderful sound,


Of cheering for my presence

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