Once upon a time
there was a lonely matchstick;
go in the left
and proceed with the right.
He turned off the light
then turned on again.
His life was not like
a happy fairy tail at all.
He has no castle nor kingdom
nor princess or queen
nor unicorn or dragon,
what he had is just a quill.
He saw a paper and started to think
on what he can do with that empty sheet.
Then saw a book
which flickered a lamp.
But no one read it,
no one noticed.
But that's what happened
during the week of one.
A flag with star noticed his spark
who gave gifts like cloud, sky and sweets.
Many people tried to gape
and have a glance on his work.
A mother with a name for insane
presented a giant sword from Britain.
Delighted by a cat with silver skin
and announced as a winner by kings and queens.
The matchstick ended a happy journey
and tried to go back
with his three stars country
to make a new way adventure.
