The sun goes down,
the stars start to gleam,
the stars start to twinkle, as you stare at them.
The moon shines with with the big white light, as if you’ve seen a ghost.
The dark gloomy sky as the clouds disappear as the sun sets. 
Nights get cold with the big cold breeze.
The owl stands on the tree branch, owling his little song as the night goes by.
The trees shake like the waves on an ocean, 
leaves falling like falling in love.
The leaves scatter throughout the woods,
Everyone gathering.
Peaceful sleep, dreaming through the night
animals wandering like they’re going on adventure.
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The smell of sweet tea brewing on the stove top swirls as
warm, cozy blankets, and book full of words fills a cabin. 
Wood falls in the riverfall, carvings in the wood of love.

The sound of water flows as it falls throughout the waterfall.
At midnight, a baby cries, as a howl from a crying wolf.

The smell of firewood burns, as the sound of the wood chips and crackles in the fire.
deers march through the wooded trails,
bears leave footprints of their paws through the dirty soil,
ducklings swim= in the pond with their youngs,
hunters wander to hunt through the gleamy night,