Endless Fields and Emerald Leaves

Ceramy! Poet-tree review time xD I thought it'd be worth practising so you can be my guinea pig.

Or, should I say, Guinea-Pusheen.

Anyway. First impression: What a lovely place! This piece is pretty descriptive and beautiful... I guess that's because that's the point? XD But the way you wrote it made me felt like I was basking in the warmth of memories of childhood and I now wish that it was real so that I could go.

Structure: Nice and simple! Generally, your syllables per line are the same but sometimes it's 4 and sometimes it's 5 or 6. Is there should be more of structure in the syllables to make the flow better? Since your number of syllables per line is similar, I'd suggest you paid attention to that here
Also, in my accent, the rhyme here doesn't really work:

An endless field,
of tiny plants.
With delicate white flowers,
that the little girl wants.

The bluebirds, they sing,
a melodious, happy tune.
She merrily joins,
and sings to the moon.

The bright yellow sunlight,
warms her face.

HPR!

Yay! Yay! Yay! ^.^
Finally a poem on which I can help you on! XD

I loved this poem so much. You've written it so beautifully and it kind of rhymes too! :O
But they are few parts which I felt you can change. Not necessary though.
First off, I loved the title. I loved the way you say "Emerald Leaves". (Y) <3

Now, on to the the nitpicks. Beware. I am a little over-nitpicky. :S

HarryPotterRocks wrote:An endless field,
of tiny plants.
With delicate white flowers,
that the little girl wants.

Tall trees that give,
the sweetest fruit#BF0000 ">s.
Like the music she plays,
on her wooden flute.

Emerald green,
the leaves, they sway.
The little girl jumps,
and dances and plays.

The bluebirds, they sing,
a melodious, happy tune.
She merrily joins,
and sings to the moon.

The bright yellow sunlight,
warms her face.
A gentle breeze blows,
and she walks with grace.

She wakes up slowly,
realization dawns.- #BF0000 ">I felt this line a little incomplete. :S I don't know. I tried a lot to think of it, but I can't get it. D: Maybe "When she wakes up slowly, the realization dawns"? I don't know... Don't try my opinion though. I'm not sure.. :S
She stretches a little,
and sleepily yawns. -#BF0000 "> Try ""And yawns sleepily." That'd be better.

She smiles to herself.
It was a wonderful dream.
But she'd rather stay home,
as beautiful as Heaven may seem.

Awesomely scripted, ok first things first, I adore the poem a lot but It doesn't speak out like your other poems, I think that's because it still lacks some color. Give it a bit more juice, I hope you get me, The dream is so beautiful and every thing is swaying in union with spring life and all the other themes that pop up but I guess the verses are too short or the poem too short I'd have loved to read on because it's that good ! but you've gotta do spice it up a bit I guess you could have described the flowers, the sweet fruits , the girl herself, an appearance of the girl would have given a good picture to the reader, and then the birds's songs, they're very beautiful and you can spice up that verse with that fact , and then her joy as she sings to the moon, all that , if you give it a vividness would be Oh so beautiful
All in all, A really great piece of work .
Sincerely,
The neighbor

I like this. It's very sweet. I also like the way that you use colors to describe her vivid dreams. I just have two suggestions. I would add some more colors to it, like here

The birds, they sing, You could say harmonious blue bird's here
a melodious tune.
She merrily joins,
and sings to the moon. You can say something like the smiling yellow moon

She'd rather stay home,
as beautiful as Heaven may seem.