Birds Sing At Night
On a blue winter's moon
when all do sleep
The birds come out
dark night to greet
Then they climb
with gentle feet
On top of trees
wing and beak
To fill their lungs
with precious air
the voices blare
With all their might
the lonely birds
that sings at night
Copyright © Gregory Golden | Year Posted 2006
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