I wrote this at the end of ninth grade.
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A Nighttime Lullaby
The sun has set far beyond
To settle in distant lands.
The blacks fade into the sky,
Smooth to the touch of your hands.
The small stars shine gently down
On your forest that is home.
The moon glows very softly
In its vast celestial dome.
All the insects chirp and sing,
And they call the frogs along,
In a timeless melody,
To create their nighttime song.
The sun's kind warmth disappears
As the moon cools the dim earth.
This soft frozen darkness is
Of numerous sounds, the birth.
A wolf howls to his brothers
Who prowl elsewhere in the cold,
All gazing through the forest
With their eyes of splendid gold.
Bats flap their wings far away
And owls hoot into the night.
They produce a haunting sound
'Til comes the bright morning light.
Skies grow pink as comes the dawn.
The sun rises in the sky,
And brings a marvelous end
To this nighttime lullaby.
