Night Time Serenade
You can hear the wind,
nestling against the trees.
The leaves flutter gently,
moving softly with the breeze.
A distant cricket churps,
singing its cheeful tune.
Shadows dance in the woods,
outlined by a crescent moon.
The river winding silently,
as soft trickling touches the ear.
A possum rustling in the leaves,
so far, and yet so near.
The owl loudly cries out,
a warning to all around.
He is protecting his terroitory'
he will fight for his ground.
A deer approaches with head held high,
he points his nose, sniffs the air,
as antlers stand straight,
pointing toward the sky.
The snake crawls belly first,
searching for a darkened hole.
A mouse runs to hide,
escaping the dredded mole.
The sounds of each,
join in harmony together,
to make the woods a hidden glade.
All of Gods little creature's,
perform the "Night time Serenade."
Copyright © James Chenevert | Year Posted 2011
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