Beneath the moon’s soft, glowing light,
The forest hums with life at night.
Owls hoot softly in the trees,
While crickets play their melodies.

The wolves, they sing a haunting tune,
Echoing beneath the silver moon.
Foxes dance in shadows deep,
As the world around them falls asleep.

In the meadow, deer do roam,
Finding solace far from home.
Rabbits hop with silent grace,
Leaving traces in their place.

Nature’s choir, both near and far,
Sings of peace beneath the stars.
A symphony of life, so grand,
Composed by nature’s gentle hand.