Catching a Falling Star
In the velvet cloak of night,
Where whispers of the moonlight glide,
The world transforms in soft delight,
As nature's secrets gently hide.
A canvas brushed with silver sheen,
The trees sway softly, wise and old,
Like guardians of the night unseen,
In their green arms, dreams unfold.
The stars, like diamonds scattered wide,
Twinkle in a cosmic...