Night

When the bright sun is gone

And the white moon is born

In jungles where wolves howl

Or the dangerous werewolves growl

It's the night which children fear

Especially when midnight comes near

It is believed that ghosts roam around

Near the trees without making a sound

Mischievous children love to play pranks

Which makes you sad and totally blank

At night watching horror movies make you creep

Attacks your dreams, don't let you sleep

But some children don't fear it at all

To scare others with long hair they crawl

They get up to eat ice cream from the fridge itself

When they get caught, they hide it in the shelf

So, don't fear it's a beautiful thing

Which gets over without disturbing

It's really a great God's gift

Which gets over in a swift.