A Child's Good Night
At night the sun has gone to sleep
And crickets sing a tune.
The bullfrogs croak and creatures creep
Beneath the watching moon.
The masked raccoons and possums prowl
Through meadows moist with dew.
The fireflies flash, coyotes howl,
And owls keep asking, "Who?"
At night our school is still and dark.
The evening stars arrive.
And marble statues in the park
Appear to come alive.
At night our dog the house patrols,
The city streets are bare.
The clock in kitchen hourly tolls,
And ghosts and nightmares scare.
At night I hear my father snore
And baby brother cry,
As shadows slide across the floor
And trucks go rumbling by.
I hear a siren's urgent squeal
While lying safe in bed,
My hamster racing on its wheel,
And raindrops overhead.
At night I hear the floorboards creak
And neighbor's cat meow.
I feel my pillow press my cheek
And night air cool my brow.
I think about the recent past
And plan the coming day,
Until I fall asleep at last
And dream the night away.
Copyright © Richard Thomas | Year Posted 2018
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