When Shadows Fall
When shadows fall
And night birds call
Fireflies come out
And crickets shout
Whippoorwills sing
Fresh dew drops cling
Silhouette’s line
Peers through thick
pine
Weather turns cold
Light rays of gold
Calls of a loon
Heralds the moon
Stars sparkle bright
On wings of night
And ebon veil
Share wayward tale
On night breeze sigh
Moon’s
staring eye
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