Aww, how cute! Hehe, I like it. I was kind of disappointed to find that there was no great profound thoughtful ending, but...not all poems need one, and I think this is cute. But you never said why you couldn't!! And you made the moon sad!! :'( Poor Moon. Oh well, if you couldn't, you couldn't. *sigh* I hope the Moon understands...

A beautiful free verse... one of the best I have read... well done...

It has been a long time since I have visted you little niche of fiction press, I was first drawn to your work in my early weeks on this site. Your work is beyond perfect and pieces of yesterday is still one of my favorites, I read it alot.
I enjoy the layout of these works of yours greatly
Nine Iron

I love your descriptions. Good job. And, I love the moon, too. Keep writing! ^_^

Interesting. Very interesting indeed. Now, personally I've never had any conversations with the moon.
Mind you, where I live, it's always raining. So the moon never gets a chance to break through the cloud cover.
So that's probably why I never speak to it.
I think I may have lost my mind!
Spawny

Aaw! Wow, I love this! Great descriptions of the different things that are happening at night - the stars teaching, the shadows playing & the crickets/frogs singing and the wind dancing :D
I think this is lovely! (And that's exactly what I'd say *I can't*!)
Thanx for the review on my poem the silent house, glad you understood my new word (closening)! :P :D
Cya! And well done! :)