Down in a valley,
a quaint little town
is nestled in the hills,
as snug as a bird in its nest.
The grass on the hills is tainted aqua
with blue and black hues.
Cyprus trees wave in the foreground
like giant strands of seaweed,
while lights from the little cottages flicker
as does the firefly when he's sad.
And the sky is an ocean
full of wispy waves,
crashing down upon the little town,
so that it floats like a cork
in and out with the tide.
Swaying
to the rhythm
of life.
~Inspired by the painting Starry Night by vanGogh
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