Holiday

I titled this poem Holiday because I wrote it over the holiday season.

Stars shining bright,
across the moonlit sky.
Trees swaying softly,
on a midsummer's day.

Laughter fills the air,
in winter's chilly cast.
Cries in the night,
on one October's eve.

Flowers come to life,
on spring's warmest day.
Day to day
form our favorite days
of the year.