Hi peeps!! Alzora here again! Here's my next poem (still only my second one!!)
Alzora
Disco Ball
I watch as it gleams,
The silver light bouncing off my light blue walls.
It fills me with a simple joy.
I reach out and touch it,
Its silver light is now on my finger.
I giggle.
This is what I want to be,
Simple,
Sparkly,
Silver,
Small,
Disco Ball.
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Hey Alzora! This is a wonderful and charming poem! My only complaint is that this quoted stanza contains an error. "It" doesn't have an apostrophe when its possessive. This is a very tricky and confusing particular of grammar that stumbles up many people.
To demonstrate:
It's an apostrophe.
The possessive dog had its tail removed.
Otherwise I loved your poem, it filled me with, "simple joy".