When darkness covers the sky,
And stars twinkle up on high,
I love to listen to all the sounds,
That nightime brings around.
I hear the crickets' song ,
The frogs also sing along.
SShhh, I can hear the breeze,
Rustling the grass and leaves.
Hush now, and listen well,
There's a nigtime tale
Told to all, near and far,
No matter where you are.
And stars twinkle up on high,
I love to listen to all the sounds,
That nightime brings around.
I hear the crickets' song ,
The frogs also sing along.
SShhh, I can hear the breeze,
Rustling the grass and leaves.
Hush now, and listen well,
There's a nigtime tale
Told to all, near and far,
No matter where you are.
1 comment:
As the wind blows
somehow you know
she's crying
And as the wind blows
she will tells you a stories
about you
about us
about them
-Lia-
hihihi, how's my poem?
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