Fears of Night

Dark night hours in the forests;

Birds gather together in their nests,

Stretch their wings around their off springs;

The shinning, shimmering moonlight,

Shares cool breezes and seldom the fear;

Baby animals hide beside them,

All together the species of Savannah;

Lost into their dreams,

And prepare themselves for tomorrow;

The night kings nocturnal,

Guard the asleep forest;

Twinkling stars as a flashlight,

To the night hunters;

Many difficulties are whipped off,

By the cool breezes and warmth;

Mother hugs.