Stolen

My friends were stolen by darkened rooms,

'romatic smoke and forgien blooms,

Pulsing lights that span and danced,

My poor friends don't stand a chance.

-

Falling

Falling 40 stories,

Smash upon the ground,

Broken wings are bleeding,

But you don't make a sound.

-

Rain and Starlight

Twinkle dazzle sparkle fizzle,

Drip and drop and chilly drizzle,

Rain and starlight hand in hand,

Just as we below them stand.