By: DarkBlueDominion~

 as the day slides away
 and the dark pale blue glow
 of the night envelopes the
 wooded realm,
 you can hear the frogs
 moan their call,
 in chorus with the
 infinite symphony
 of the cricket chants,
 between the night birds cry
 a lone dogs bark
 echoes through the trees,
 but other than that,
 a softness silences the day,
 the hum of the night gently sings,
 serenading the village
 as the darkness grows,
 the hot summer night simmers
 evoking the stars
 and the great heavenly skies,
 and warm dreams of you,
 and the day that you’ll arrive.