Thoughts of a christmas fairy light

A poem

I am not always there in people’s sight

They just take me out once per year, in order to let me shine

It is not something sad, I am sure it is not

Once per year, a real chance to be bright.

 

I am a christmas fairy light on the street

I do aware that I am not as bright as the sun, the moon, the street lamps, in any kind

But I am still there, once per year

Just to be a little twinkle, be one of a kind.

 

Why?

Because even though I can not shine so bright, I still do with happiness and also by

The purest joy in children’s eyes and the fond memories in the elderly’s smiles

Even though I can not shine so bright, I am proud to be just a little fairy light.