I see stars in a guessing game
Across the dark teal sky
The pine tress silent and grim,
Towards the lights at play
A firefly sometime, seems to distract them
Or is it the fox astray ?
The cunning snowflakes thinking better
Settles upon them, the pines
The serious lost observers,
Frozen tapering lines.
A delicate coat of shimmer, fireflies studded
The tree's male is under a doubt
In fear to be teased by the hill
It stands more stiff, arms stretched out.
A skeptic hunter with doubtful gaze
Not convinced of the frozen lake
Takes the longer path (than to be sorry)
Letting the summer sleep in full glory.
The hill is silent and peace prevails
Hushed stories of the winning trail
A jealous rooster, a dicey fellow
Conspires loud and kills the mellow
The stars now startled, they cry out help
Their game revealed to the pines
A bigger sun comes running and red
And even the clouds in time.
Across the dark teal sky
Making shapes, ignorant of shame
The solemn hills watches, sly.
Towards the lights at play
A firefly sometime, seems to distract them
Or is it the fox astray ?
The cunning snowflakes thinking better
Settles upon them, the pines
The serious lost observers,
Frozen tapering lines.
A delicate coat of shimmer, fireflies studded
The tree's male is under a doubt
In fear to be teased by the hill
It stands more stiff, arms stretched out.
A skeptic hunter with doubtful gaze
Not convinced of the frozen lake
Takes the longer path (than to be sorry)
Letting the summer sleep in full glory.
The hill is silent and peace prevails
Hushed stories of the winning trail
A jealous rooster, a dicey fellow
Conspires loud and kills the mellow
The stars now startled, they cry out help
Their game revealed to the pines
A bigger sun comes running and red
And even the clouds in time.
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