twisted branches whispering in dance
trees swirling, twirling, disappearing
their black forms dissolve into night

a nightingale sweetly serenading,
wakes creatures from the night,
and sings of their beautiful light.

fireflies twinkle like falling stars,
sparkling against deepening darkness,
a soft glitter reflected in city lights

a silent shape swoops low
a muffled whisper good night
an  owl flies off into the dark

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