Nightfall........
Sunlight streams as golden light,
In the dusk of evening.
To their homes, the birds of the air take flight,
To rest themselves till morning.
The sunbeams shine on the trees,
Making them look lovely and red.
The birds prepare for their slumber as well as the bees,
For the sun has finally gone to bed.
The bat come out to search for food,
The rats scamper across the floor,
The owls in the forest laugh and hoot,
While the hog lies sleeping at the door.
As the moon awakes from it's sleep,
It shines its silvery light in the night.
And the rabbits from their warrens peep,
To have a view of the lovely moonlight.
Sunlight streams as golden light,
In the dusk of evening.
To their homes, the birds of the air take flight,
To rest themselves till morning.
The sunbeams shine on the trees,
Making them look lovely and red.
The birds prepare for their slumber as well as the bees,
For the sun has finally gone to bed.
The bat come out to search for food,
The rats scamper across the floor,
The owls in the forest laugh and hoot,
While the hog lies sleeping at the door.
As the moon awakes from it's sleep,
It shines its silvery light in the night.
And the rabbits from their warrens peep,
To have a view of the lovely moonlight.
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