Night Song

As I walk blindly in the night

hidden from the stars

by the leaves on the trees

I listen to the sweet song

of the birds overhead

Other children of the night

slowly add their harmonies

in a song so beautiful

that I almost cry aloud

instead I join in

adding my small voice

to the sweet night song

wishing that I truly belonged

to that wonderful choir

that sings my favorite song

the night song of natures making.
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