Play & Party

Play & Party

 

That bright yellow sun

That warms up the day

That makes it sunny and

It makes the birds sin

It makes the children play

They play till the sun goes down

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When the moon comes up

Its the teenagers turn to play

We party all night and party till

The sun rises but we get home

A bit early and climb in thought

Our windows that happens often

Reviews

[de nada]

This is great, but I think you meant to say that the birds sing. It's so true, too. When I was younger I loved the sun, but now I feel practically nocturnal. Not that I'm partying all night, mostly just writing. [=

[Hollywood]

I like this poem, it's very true how people change.

[WeekendWriter]

I'm not the best to ask about poetry, but the poetry I do like is always emotion-evoking.