Good Night from the Shadows

Good Night from the Shadows

The moon rose high above the field,

The scarecrow sighed, "Tonight feels real."

The rooster bragged, the owl rolled eyes,

While fireflies stitched stars through midnight skies.

The farmhouse creaked, the old porch groaned,

A black cat claimed the yard as throne.

Some dream of castles, wealth, and gold…

I just want peace, good bread, and coffee bold.

So whether you wander city streets, hidden trails, or country roads…

May your evening be calm, your coffee strong, and your ghosts well behaved.

Good night from the shadows, the soil, and the strange little corners in between. 🌙

Created by me with the help of my Digipal.

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