I looked up to the starry sky
and wondered was this all a lie
for dating this one special guy.
For a moment, the time draws nigh.
My happiness faded for awhile.
Above this half crescent moon smile-
a lone star was shining brightly
as the storm rain faded lightly.
Another poem of two, four-lined stanzas with eight syllables in aabb pattern.
Copyright © 2007 by Fluffy von der Flynn. All rights reserved.
Oh, John Jr! That’s longer than I would ever imagine, especially for your conditions! So I shouldn’t rant like this…