A/N: Written for PoetryAssignment earlier today. I wrote and own this; please do not plagiarize it.
Once the quietude of the night is gone
And the morning sun lifts her golden brow,
Once the reign of midnight is fully done
And the stars and moon to pure white clouds bow
The bluebirds sing of happiness and life
The mourning doves forswear to grieve no more
The prancing deer proclaim an end to strife
The leafy trees shake down the fruits they bore
Rays of light pierce all but the deepest brush
And formerly murky waters run free
Some creatures rejoice in the green and lush
While night's lovers burrow, afraid to see
For, to the lurking creatures of the deep,
The morning dawn only disturbs their sleep.