The Colourful Mystery

by John aged 12

I miss them every year,
Sometimes they just randomly appear.
They always stay high and bright,
I must see them, I think I just might.

The dazzling bright colours,
I think the sky is just getting fuller.
It bursts with blue, pink, purple and green
What if I just bought a picture off Shein?

Often they make me dizzy,
Maybe it’s just because I’m busy.
As you stay still in the night,
It’s such a wonderful sight.

One day I hope I see them,
It’ll be such a gem.
In my dreams tonight I’ll be up there
With radiant blue in my hair.

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