Under The Moon

Can you feel the evening bloom?

I feel it when we're under the moon

Cool, brisk winds that hit my face

Blowing my hair wildly in place

Maybe I'll catch a falling star

While you sit and puff on your cigar

I'll sing a graceful, elegant tune

As you hold me under the moon

Dancing fireflies buzz at night

Effecting us with pure delight

Crickets chirp while frogs sing songs

This paradise is where we belong

Think of me this afternoon

Holding hands under the moon

By: Brittany Benko