Darkness Of Night Poem by Theo Townend

The sun has set,
The day is over.
The moon is out
The stars bid the world goodnight.

The crickets chirp, eerie, yet wonderful,
They take the place of the birds while they sleep.
The world has darkened, it is the same, yet so different.
The night is day for some creatures who call it their own.

In the darkness of night, little is heard.
What is heard though, is much more strange.
In the darkness of night, the world in silence
Yet it says so much.