The Crickets Are Calling

The crickets are calling Out the stars, Paper holes punched Into the night sky, Hear their tune They play Just for me and you, Listen to the waves In the background, Their crescendo Ever so louder Yet serene, Watch the dark sky with you; I could until the morning Like a face through a screen door, Looking out, looking up The twinkles are bright White sprinkles on a chocolate cake, The crickets are calling Out the milky moon, Lighting up the world Before we sleep, Hear their tune Lullaby serenading, Gently our daytime cares As we lull off to our dreams...