On Starry Night
the moon shone bright
the stars a beauties pleasure
the owls eyes shining slick with creep
the foxes slightly quiver
the rain falls from
sky to earth
waking the roosters sleep
he wakes the earth from heel to toe
making flowers softly weep
the frost and dew make a blanket
over the cozy land
come a new fall day
the houses still
the people snug and glad.
the day then rises
the sun comes up
the Starry Night is over
but is still waiting with the clouds.