Night-Time In the Garden
Night-time in the garden
It's a quarter past the hour
Midnight has come and gone,
All is peace and quiet
There is nothing going on.
At least that's what we think
As off we go to bed,
But lots of little creatures
Are waking up instead.
There's a hedgehog in the garden
Rooting around for slugs,
Bats are whirling in the air
Catching flying bugs,
The cat is underneath the shed
Hoping for a mouse,
And lots of little spiders
Are roaming around the house,
There's a rabbit in the hedgerow
Munching on a leaf,
The fox is near the chicken coop
Lurking like a thief,
There's a stray dog in the back yard,
Rummaging in the bin
Pulling all the rubbish out
And licking at a tin,
A tiny vole is twitching
Sitting by the tree,
But he's been spotted by the owl
Who's looking for his tea.
So as we soundly sleep
Happy in our dreams,
Just outside the window
All is not how it seems.
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