The Pixie

When her pixie whirlwind settles
and our sun sets
and your day ends
and old friends leave
and new owls call
and a dark conscience haunts...
will you lie and think of me?
Or, will you have to lie 'to' think of me?

When her pixie whirlwind settles
and our sun sets
and my day ends
and old friends return
and new owls call
and a clear conscience soothes...
will I lie and think of you?
..............


Hazy Dizzylady would like to point out that this is an interchangable, DIY poem and that you can insert whatever last line you wish for yourself instead of the dots. However, please insert your answer responsibly. If you write no, negatively, then that is your choice and no one elses. If you write yes, then be prepared to act positively in order to bring about positive results.

Thank you and Goodnight