The Night is like another dimension,
You can't prevent it,
That's not to mention.
The stars twinkle in the pitch black sky,
There's nothing there, not even a wee black fly.
The owls hoot, whilst we are fast asleep,
The night is there, there to keep.
The wind gently blows,
Across the grassy dunes.
The only light there is,
Is the fading shine of the moon.
There's nothing to be afraid of!
Its all okay.
We all know that tomorrow, will be another good day.