The Night Sky | Kaytlen Bennett

The Sun has gone to sleep,
Darkness is taking over.
Pinpoint dots fill the sky,
As many creatures wonder why.

The Moon shines brighter,
The Stars begin to sparkle,
The sky quietly twinkles,
As the Silver dew gently sprinkles.

Now with a great flash of light,
The Morning has begun to wake.
The Night Sky drifts asleep,
As the Sun now awake, begins to creep.