Night is a different time of day,
When all sorts of creatures come out to play.
A toad croaks somewhere in the dark,
Crickets sing a lullaby to the lark.
Lightning bugs begin to glow,
In the sky the moon hangs real low.
A dog tries to break the spell,
And a car does his part as well.
A cat slinks across the yard,
Then tries his best to be a bard.
All the buds close up real tight.
Yes, it's a different time of day, this night.
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My Thoughts on Paper
RandomThis is just a whole bunch of thoughts that I've put down. I hope that some of you might be able to relate and possibly find needed support in this. Some of these are rants about things I have seen or experienced. Some are funny, and some are seriou...
