On This Cold Autumn Night Poem by Bryce Miller

I remember one time,
when we went for a walk.
It was a cold autumn night,
and the stars were out.

It was about 2 A.M,
and we were holding hands.
It was the very first time,
that she said 'I love you'.

The stars were brighter than usual,
on this cold autumn night.
The moon was a crescent,
and shined with a yellow like gold.

She would talk about the stars,
and how far they are from us.
That they mean so much to her,
and how much she liked them.

On this cold autumn night,
she said how they traced our lives.
How they were like a storybook,
written in the sky.

I pulled her close to me,
and whispered in her ear.
That all of the stars were out that night,
all of them just for her.

She turned to face me,
and began to tear up a little.
With the stars in her eyes,
'I love you'.

It was the warmest autumn night I have ever known.