Wednesday, December 9, 2009

The Cold Chilly Night

The cold chilly night
Brings strange mysteries.
And most things at flight,
Birds gnats and bees,
sleep so happily.

The stars in the sky,
The grasshopper in the grass
Seem so peaceful,
and almost silent as a glass.

Who knows what's out there?
What's in the sky so bare?
Maybe black holes that lead to heaven,
Or maybe an astronaut whose name is Kevin.

The cold chilly night
Brings strange mysteries,
maybe we'll add something new,
to all of our histories.

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