Into the Night
Darkness is born into the night,
stars decorate the sky with their light.
Moonbeams glare through my window bright.
Hoot owls echo into the night,
as they take flight,
into the night.
Campers gather around the camping site,
singing songs that echo into the night.
The cold wind blows,
as the walnuts roast,
over the open fire.
Copyright © Shannon Farlouis | Year Posted 2011
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