Green Grass and Dew, ( metrical poem -tetrameter) Options

[Aggiel]

Green Grass and Dew

Ah, in the silence of the night
as spectral moon is round and bright,
I wake  to hear a linnet cry,
beneath the still and star-filled sky.

But in the broader light of day,
I pass my pretty flowers' display ;
green grass is soft beneath my feet.  
I love the birds, their soft tweet-tweet.

Now in the stillness of my heart,
there is a song at morning's start,
which now I  bubble out to you,
who loves green grass and dayspring dew.

Agatha Lai

[Siren]

Aggie,

This spilled with the freshness of a sweet soul. The images enchanting and rhyme scheme flowing like a waterfall.

Lovely read.

Thanks
dani