My eyes have seen the glory of a million dazzling stars,
We gathered them together into jars and jars and jars.
Pierced them on branches, built a bonfire, ate the fiery treats,
Singing to Hell with veggies, dairy and even all meats.
It was hopeful; it was happy; and best of all was free.
We shared them with some strangers then we danced upon the sea.
I've never had a better dream at night or in the day,
And when the dance was over, we fell tired upon the sand.
It was warm; it was cozy, being held in God's large hand.
written to be sung to the beginning cadence of The Battle Hymn of the Republic, fourteen syllables per line
disclaimer: I am not a songwriter and this is not a poem.
BrevityQuest12 (133 words)