Outside, the lights are dacing,
the fireflies twirling,
it's a ballet with all the sounds.
When you walk through the door, you hear these sounds.
You see the birds dancing
through the air, their wings twirling.
It seems everything you see is twirling
to some unknown music, dancing
to an invisible symphony with all the sounds.
The twirling night is dancing with the sounds.
A/N: This type of poem is called a tritina and I thought it was super cool soo yeah! Look it up if you're confused (I kinda was at first)
