Dancing below a moonlit sky. The roses rock lightly in the cool midnight breeze. The crickets sing and dance to their song, the brook utters away quietly. Moon beams lightly kiss the dew on grass to make them glisten. Eyes shine brightly like stars, dancing away heedlessly. The night is tender yet ancient with memories of children laughter but the night is more tasteful with the yellow corned moon at my side.
June 14, 2011