I stood by my window one evening, watching a wonderful sight.
The sun on the Western horizon, was changing the day into night.
Just as the night fell around me, and the stars were beginning to shine,
the wonders of nature awakening, was turning around in my mind.

The plants of the forest were sleeping, and insects had broke into song.
The crickets, who headed the chorus, were leading the others along.
The owl and the curlew were calling, some beetles were watching with grace,
and the frogs by the creek had all gathered, to throw in a bit of real bass.

The animals started performing, and put on a wonderful show.
While the dingo and foxes were howling, the rabbits were staying down low.
The possums were swinging from branches, koalas were clinging to trees.
Roos were casually feeding, and wombats were busy as bees.

Never, in life, have I ever, seen such a beautiful sight,
and listened to true sounds of nature, as it happened on that very night.
I wearily stared into darkness, and Iooked at the moon overhead,
I whispered goodnight Mother nature then quietly, I went off to bed.

Copyright © M C Lyons