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About This Poem
Night Time Begins
Day ending, nighttime beginning.
Hearing the sounds of crickets in
the night sky.
Owls, way high in the trees
hooting loudly.
As they sit waiting, watching the
ground below for something good
to eat.
The sky reddish, golden now while
the day sun sets.
Moon, now rising higher and higher
lighting up everything round it.
As day ends and nighttime begins.
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