The Night

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The sun shall set.

The night shall come. 

Reigning with it,

vast skies of inky black

and twinkling stars.

The bellow of birds displaced,

by the call of crickets.

Fire flies illuminate 

fields and trees,

like thousands of flickering lights.

What a beautiful sight to behold.

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Reviews

[Relic]

Your poem reminds me of when I was young. Those younger years are ideal. To see the stars and fireflies while running through the grass is something I loved.

[Crowley]

Yes, what a beautiful site indeed. both the writing and the portrait painted. this one brought me down a few notches...heavy sigh.

[April Blue]

A very touching piece.. I really love the nature in this... I really enjoyed the feast of words..

[Eva]

Thank you for your lovely review. I'm glad you enjoyed it :)