warm sun rays play famous solos
many birds sing their songs
no tunes is the same
sweet and sour melodys blends
winds gently flow like harmony
low chanting of the rustlign leaves and grumbling pebbles
as the grass swish together
as the darkess sets in
the cold silver moon sings the unknown tune
turning everything in its path dark and gloomy
winds begin thrash about
as the tree battle each other to the very end
the pebbles and fallen leaves chant
faster, louder
the ceatures of the night crawl out of the darkest corners
they screech their songs
songs that do not blend
yet more beautiful than ever
the silent winter breeze glides in
calming everything down
the music slowly ends
the end of night
so mysterious
nothing moves
no music
no sound
as we give our last kiss
as we say our last goodbye
Nutella43 Community Member 
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