Starlit nights are made for dancing
Shadows dancing in the night
Oh the stars are shinning brightly
And the moon is on the rise
Stars are sparkling in the heavens
Just like diamonds in the night
The nightingale is singing
Just as sweet as it can be
In the pinewood the nightingale is singing
Her most sweetest melody
And I think just for a moment
That she sings her song for me
Starlit nights are made for dreaming
And wishing on the stars
When the shadows dance in the moonlight
I find hope within my heart
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Author:
willyweed (
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- Comment from author about the poem: dance below a blanket of stars to the song of the nightingale.
- Category: Fantasy
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Great write. I has danced upon many starry nights
THANKS WILLY ~ loved the poem and the real time writing ~ awesome. Thanks for caring & sharing Yours BRIAN ' Please check my latest POEM and my latest FUSION ~ Yours B
Thanks Brain I sure will! WW
The stars are holes in heavens floor, always head to the stars. Good write.
a nice way of putting it. Thank You Goldfinch! I appreciate it! WW
Stars? The diamonds in the nights tiara - great scribe Willy.
Thank you Michael!
I love it!
Thanks Hopey happy you enjoyed!
The stars, everybody's favorite muse. They inspire to the Nth degree. A summer's night sky is an endless host of creativity waiting to be recorded, as you have done. Well written - Phil A.
coming from you that means a lot Phil. I appreciate it! ww
Makes one starry-eyed reading this 🙂
Thank You my dear Lady!
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