The night comes
The forest glooms
in dark covered
by a blue cloud
A butterfly flitts
in swift drifts
of twilight breeze
numbering the leaves
Then a lull
the forest is quiet
only wildcat eyes
flicker bright
Then firefly, the sneaker
puts his lamp alight
the pathway becomes
a glittering sight
And the owls call
frankly
to all
whoever is astray
now 's a prey

The night comes
The forest glooms
in dark covered
by a blue cloud
A butterfly flitts
in swift drifts
of twilight breeze
numbering the leaves
Then a lull
the forest is quiet
only wildcat's eyes
flicker bright
Then firefly, the sneaker
puts his lamp alight
the pathway becomes
a glittering sight
And the owls call
frankly
to all
whoever is astray
now 's a prey