Day Becomes Night

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I am the sun I'm warm and bright

And as I rise I bring the light

And warm up every window sill

Then I spot a tree standing still

I shine through gaps in the leaves

Until the wind moves it with ease

As my sunlight sparkles on the grass

I know my shining will not last

As night falls my warmth will end

Until tomorrow goodnight my friend

I am the moon out at night

But in some people I instil fright

Some fear the werewolf will strike

But don't fear the wolf though it can bite

You will know when a wolf's on the prowl

For he looks at me and gives a howl

Alas my friends my job here is done

For until tomorrow here comes the sun

By Anne-marie Cockburn

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