Bright Nights

A collection of poems that I wrote on my own
Not a lot are logical, not a lot are shown
Some of them are bright
While some take you away at night
Some play around with memories
Some tell stories of tragedies
The nights will fade as words are put on paper
The light will dance as the numbers get greater
Under a tree by the river I wrote sitting on a stone
While the moon of the bright night playfully shone