when the sun goes down

i dedicate this poem to my grandma "memaw" she always loves a good story and believes anything is possible if you just believe.

the sun creeps down the sky

colors magnificant through anyones eye

the sky grows darker and darker

the stars the final marker

night time is here

snakes wiggle throught the grass

so happy its night time at last

crickets start their nightime song

all the humans asleep, daytime is gone

deer skip out of the woods

to join the other animals under the star lit sky

the little bunnys do their hippity hop

so glad the sun has finally dropped

the raccoons leave their daytime mask

and come play..

its nightime at last

 

Reviews

[A]

Lovelovelove this! I love anything that has to do with the night and love reading about it. This is a great poem! :D