Thursday, February 4, 2010

Delight

The moon gazes down on the soft dew lit ground
While the stars shine their bright light each night
We sit and we listen to the wind as it whistles
Singing us it’s songs of delight.

In a hushed voice I whisper –
Does the moon smile and glitter
When I whistle my song with the wind
Do the stars flicker nightly, in time shining brightly
As we dance to the songs that we sing.

Each night do we sing, with the wind and a whistle
And each night do we dance for the moon.
Each night do the stars, shine their sparkle and twinkle
While we dance hand in hand singing tunes

  Written- 04-02-10