At Night

by Deanna Price   Apr 24, 2006


Out here in the dark the full moon shining bright as I sit out here this very night. The pond is glimmering in this beautiful moonlight while the fish are swimming in and out of sight. I look around and wonder why everytime it ends so soon. Why can't the sun come up after the moon? I hear all these noises nobody hears in the day like the wolfs howling and growling trying to catch their prey. The flowers look brighter and more mysterious in the night like my wildest dreams they come to life. Oh wait darn it's getting brighter better go inside for now see you again when the light goes out.

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