Tuesday

It's dark tonight


It's so very dark tonight
I can’t see very far.
Look the moon is tilting back,
to catch a falling star!


Something’s flutt'ring up above
A bat as brown as mud.
Wow! Too close for comfort
I'm keeping all my blood!

Hey, look a shooting star up there
flying without sound
I wonder where it shot from
and where they hit the ground?

Can you see that moth there?
hovering by the light.
I wonder where he sleeps by day
He only flies at night.

Now come on stop that hiding,
darkness holds no fear.
Please don't try to scare me.
Ok, I'm outa here!



1 comment:

Anonymous said...

I enjoyed this poem...I like your wonderings...!