Storybook Night

Under the starry night, the blue skies dance.

Under the willow tree we stumble upon each other by chance.

 

Under the crickets hum, the grass sways ever so hazy.

Under the clouds, we watch them drift, being lazy.

 

Under the glow of the fireflies spark.

And under the moon the world is less dark. 

Reviews

[Everett DeValle]

I love this poem...I'm a sucker for dreamy romantic writes...lovely...and I'm lost for words to say how remarkable your poem is...Thank you for sharing.

[Sky]

I have alot I would like to say but will cut myself short. Most importantly, I think you should simplify your formating to left align, black text. I also feel that you should make the last stanza into seperate sentences to match the rest of the poem and drop the and at the begining of the last line. Just my opinion really.

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[Jenna]

Thanks for the constructive criticism. I like the and in the last part because I feel it adds an air of finality.