Maker

Nights with purple skies

Melting in the sunbeams

From my maker's eyes

Mountain colored lilac

In the distant haze

I would like to lie here

Timing all my days

Move past my window

Sunshine is shimmering

Jack o lanterns glimmering

Giant moths are flickering around

See the moon is hiding

Underneath the sea

Pretty soon he'll venture

To take a look at me

So I humbly stand here

Beneath his golden glow

Doesn't he remind me

Of somebody I know

I must be leaving

Back to reality

Don't you just pity me

I could so easily stay here