IT'S NIGHT TIME AGAIN

It is night time again .
I like it quiet , still .
A bit of day remains .

The winds still blow the grains,
the leaves , the grass, the chill .
It is night time again .

The sun is low and then
it sinks behind the hill .
A bit of day remains .

The birds , the chicks , the wrens
will sing their songs until
it is night time again.



Across the fields , the plains,
or streams , or hills or mills,
a bit of day remains .

Even songs and refrains
make you feel love . The thrill !
It is night time again ;
A bit of day remains .

~Agatha Lai~

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