Keys You Push !
Keys You Push !
Daily this happens to me,
Whilst the tiny things start to glee.
It's most real than magic you think,
Happiness is all that at you, blinks!
You push & you turn on,
Pleasure unless plush, fantasy sitcom.
Fans & lights rotate & shine,
It's so normal & to us really, fine.
But what if the spirits are high,
You want, on your toes, to fly.
You push, push switches like piano keys,
Rays of light in darkness are the ones, who more to you, please.
Nasty knots of life that blow in winds,
Giggles & smiles could be the smirk in your things.
Silly, unreasonable questions trigger,
This simplicity is the zing only if you can figure.