Fireworks

And when I have lost my sparkle

don’t you worry

For I will find my own light

All I need

is for you to be at my side

Ready for the fireworks

I have left

You’ll find me in the pockets of time

Where you shared my laughs

And you shared my smiles

You’ll find me in the park

Under the shade of the oak tree

Calmed by the shadows in the dark

You’ll find me in the pages of books

A paper clip to mark a page

A folded page to mark a book

You’ll find me in the wisps of stories

and the incomplete poems you read

You will find me

But right now, you need to know

I have left.