I've never really written a poem before, so I have no idea if I put this in the right place, or if it's any good. Constructive criticism is welcome. Thanks!
-Titan
The sun looks down on the earth everyday.
It wishes it could go down to play.
To swim in the sea, and to dance with the wind.
Oh, to leave the sky one day.
Earth looks up to the sun throughout the day.
Wondering what it's like standing proud in the sky.
Hoping to go there sometime in May.
If only to say goodbye.
