I close my eyes: it’s dark inside my head
but only for a moment.
Then softly, with my fingertips
gently press my eyelids – to make the colours come.
Sometimes up, sometimes down, sometimes round and round;
they dance
like fireworks inside my brain.
I close my eyes: it’s dark inside my head
but only for a moment.
Then softly, with my fingertips
gently press my eyelids – to find the wiggly worms
sometimes up, sometimes down, sometimes round and round;
they float
across my eyelid screen.
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Australian Children’s Poetry 