Around the time

Of 8PM

When the world quiets

Night Bird begins

 

To sing a song

Into the solemn night

Where nocturnal eyes

Watch Night Bird take flight

 

On unflapping wings

He glides with ease

From tree to tree

His location’s a tease

 

With a melody that drifts

On the humid air

Soon tired eyes grow heavy

With a slumber to share

         

Against the backdrop

Of Night Bird’s hypnotic tune

Sleep will visit

‘til day resumes