Symphony of the Night

The night sky is a canvas, painted black,

With stars that twinkle, like diamonds bright,

A masterpiece that we cannot take back,

A gift to us, of pure delight.

The moon shines bright, a silver sliver bright,

A beacon of hope, in the dark of night,

A symphony of light, illuminating sight,

A song of peace, that leads to delight.

And in the stillness, we hear nature's hum,

A chorus of crickets, a gentle breeze,

A symphony of life, a drum and strum,

A reminder of the beauty, that surrounds us, with ease.

So let us cherish this gift, given each night,

A canvas of dreams, a painting so bright.