NIGHT'A LULLABY
I lay in bed and listen to the sounds of the night
I hear the endless flow of cars
The rumble of the train
The crickets singing an endless lullaby
As time goes on the stars get brighter
The moon dances to the crickets and moves across the sky
The cars slow down
The crickets slowly go to sleep one by one
The coyotes come out and sing their sorrowful song
The cars disappear completely
It is 3 am
All life is asleep
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