The new moon sprinkles dimonds down upon the
sleeping water.
Fog lazily rolls in from the hills as a blanket
may tuck in a babe
The eagle safely tucks her young under a wing
Wind rustles the leaves,and gentally rocks the
trees
Far away,a wolf sings to the moon
The new babes cry simmers as sweet dreams fly
Shivers go straight down the spine
Wet air comes flooding in like a hurricane
Silence is like an enemy,but we seem to find
peace,
and bats come out to play
Gracefully take a line upon your cheek
make a wish to the glistening lights
They dance in the velvet of night
Close those tiered old eyes and
say good night
