HalNicci

I sit lonely, In this white box of a room, In silence, looking at a small child, who is sitting all alone, Why is it? Why must the child sit lonely? I stand depressed, in this white box of a room, staring out the window, and I see a happy white tree, a happy tree standing depressed, Why is it? Why must the tree stand depressed? I lay quietly, in this white box of a room, watching a baby play, watching him throw his rattle to the ground, his rattle that won't make a sound, Why is it? Why must the rattle lay quietly? I vanish easily, in this white box of a room, and I see a rabbit, see him running, and then he vanishes, Why is it? Why must t

 Everyone has a soulmate. I pity the ones who say they don't have one, because somewhere out there, there is someone else saying the same thing. They've never met, or at least never made eye contact, so they've never seen their glow. They've glowed before, of course. It is said that when you are born, you glow until you are a month old. No one really knows that though. All babies stay with their parents, inside, away from other eyes until it goes away. You aren't supposed to look at a baby's glow until you've seen your own. There are babies that don't glow. The ones not born out of love, but that is rare now. The only other time you glow is w

You light up the sky at night, stretching on for miles. Always up there in the sky, a connect the dots puzzle in the night. You get to hear the childrens wishes, when you first appear at night. A blessing only few things hear. So this is to you stars; make their dreams come true.

You have naver seen an orange kat, until you have seen Karrot. Plain orange, no black, no green, the orangest kat you've ever seen. Only one part is not orange you see, his eyes are as blue as can be. Karrot is a tiny thing, he sleeps inside a baseball cap. So the next time you put on a hat, Please watch out for Karrot the Kat.