Tuesday, 13 October 2009

(P) Watching The World Go By

I can see the moon,
I can hear an owl.
The night is cold,
A wolf begins to howl.

The stars are bright,
The night is young.
The bright moonlight
Is stolen from the Sun.

The night is still,
The sky, deep black.
A lonely car
Drives down a windy track.

The night is fading,
The Sun will rise,
And so it will see
The Moon's demise.

The morning comes,
Bright light fills the sky.
Night time blends into the horizon,
The Moon becomes shy.

I can see the Sun,
I can hear a Blackbird.
The day is warm,
Watching people move in herds.

The day smells fresh,
The sun burns off the morning mist.
I take in my surroundings,
Not a second to be missed.

A daisy lies still in the grass,
The hot blue sky is clear.
Hours tick by in the afternoon,
Night time begins to draw near.

The Sun begins to set,
Taking all the light.
The sound of people quietens,
As day turns into night.

I can see the moon,
I can hear an owl.
The night is cold,
A wolf begins to howl.

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