Lay in the dark of the night
Curled in my place of rest
Waiting for sleep to arrive
Grateful I have my own nest
Air tendrils over my skin
Muted scent of garden flowers
Crickets strum under bright stars
Owls hoot from their tall tree towers
Honk of a distant car's horn
Bark of a fearful dog
Night air begins to cool
With moisture of drifting fog
Moonbeams spotlight wood floor
As my eyes slowly close
Bullfrog thrums for a mate
Slip into slumber's doze
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