Little boys sleeping, no noise at all,
House is so quiet, shadows so tall,
A fragrance of blossoms wafts thru the night air,
The song of a cricket, he sings without care,
Silence abounds blending colours of night,
Trees forming shadows from blue of moonlight,
Stars twinkle brightly on grass forms the dew,
Moon is ascending, as ever on cue,
Peace and tranquility fill every niche,
The world seems so beautiful, aren't we all rich?

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