this is the first poem i've posted on lyric poetry, and to tell you the truth i don't even know of it belongs here, so just be gentle about what you think but be honest. that's all i ask.
Night comes,
bringing a full moon.
Shining down like a brilliant cone of white light,
like streaks of soothing beauty.
Flowers glow at it's gentle kiss of harmony.
Fireflies come as if drawn by it's promise of peace.
Dancing orbs of white light,
as if unable to help themselves.
Souls of the dearly departed,
come to find rest in it's enticing light.
