Tonight I'm sleeping below my own sky,
On the roof of house a tree side by,
A night with my thoughts and reason their behind,
And I'm enjoying nature's season in my mind.
A white moon, thousand's of shining star,
and couple of bats flying so far,
Croaking frogs and buzzing crickets gushing everywhere,
and fireflies are flying away somewhere.
There are lot ox as many as cow,
everywhere howling dogs and cats only say's mew,
A wind is rushing whole night of summer,
and I felt into dreams without any suffer.
How beautiful is the night of season,
And I never forget this marvelous vision .
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