When shadows of night fall, hiding the day
shy creatures wake from sweet slumber to play.
Where colorful butterflies race in sunlight,
soft silver moths make their way in the night.
As sparrows and meadowlarks sing their last notes
crickets and frogs begin clearing their throats.
Little breezes ruffle fur of nocturnal beasts
blinking owls with shining eyes keep watch in the trees.
Hunters stalk their wary prey through the night hours
fireflies light the way for hungry night prowlers.
When the sun's bright fingers appear overhead
sleepy night creatures curl up in their beds
and slumber till warm daylight hours wane
then rise again to play their games..
shy creatures wake from sweet slumber to play.
Where colorful butterflies race in sunlight,
soft silver moths make their way in the night.
As sparrows and meadowlarks sing their last notes
crickets and frogs begin clearing their throats.
Little breezes ruffle fur of nocturnal beasts
blinking owls with shining eyes keep watch in the trees.
Hunters stalk their wary prey through the night hours
fireflies light the way for hungry night prowlers.
When the sun's bright fingers appear overhead
sleepy night creatures curl up in their beds
and slumber till warm daylight hours wane
then rise again to play their games..
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