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Starry Night

It was the blueness
Capturing the senses Bigger than comprehension Much bigger Skies swirled With light on the move Each one out there...a sun Imagine And a flow of sheen West to east As if spilled milk Small town was featured Only few homes With detail And one reaching Hopeful steeple Also a gracious cedar Made larger than life Older than the rest It seemed Surrounding hills and bush Like creeping lion's paws Trying to reclaim The lot. All much too large For any mind to grasp Clearly But he had tried Vincent had And we still honour His brilliant impression In our front hall.