The night, a world all of its' own

                              The night is a world all of its' own ,
                    As the sky grows black and daylight is gone .
            There is silence that takes over , a stillness of the night
                  so it would appear theres' not a creature in sight
                Oh but listen intently and the sounds you will hear
              are the sounds of Gods' creatures and his creation out there
                    The grass and the flowers as they dance in the wind
            the music made by the deer as they pull leaves from the limbs,
          The wind blowing through the willows making a whispering sound
                The crackling of branches as they fall to the ground,
                          The night is a world all of its' own
                    There is nothing else like it , it stands alone