Janet Mary Zylstra
London, England
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Night Song

Rating: 4.8
There's a nightingale singing from a tree in the woods
And his voice slices through the chilly air;
The silver coated fox stops and listens to the song
As she pokes her pretty nose out of her lair.

Heaven is adorned with a thousand snowflake stars;
Not a cloud mars the deep and limpid sky.
The silver coated fox slips away on silent paws
And the shadow of the moon is in her eye.

Like a silver coated arrow she shoots across the fields
As the nightingale sobs his lonely tale,
And his silver noted voice drifts across the sleeping woods
To be heard by his mate down in the vale.

There's a nightingale singing from a tree in the vale
And her voice slices through the chilly air;
The silver coated fox stops and listens to the song
As she makes her silent way back to her lair.
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COMMENTS
Oliver Brookshore 03 September 2005
Oh, that is a wonderful poem and a true joy to read!
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Sallie Howson 29 November 2004
i enjoyed this one too
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Chanda Panda 04 November 2004
I really like this one. Nice imagery :) .
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