The Crickets Fiddle

Half Moon has climbed just about to the Peak above. The Hand's Rooster crows; Joey's Rooster Crows. Frost crunches under my slippers. Saw Whet Owl toot toot toots in an Oak tree. Twinkling Stars Dim as Bright Purple Pushes against the dark. Robins in Lil'Pine & Meadow Larks, perhaps on Dogwood Limbs, Sing Praises to Our LORD. The Field Glows pink. Mourning Doves in Magnolia Trees & Ground Doves under the alms Chant Morning Prayer. Steam Rises from the Deer nibbling on the Young Cedar. The Nesting Mocking Birds FUSS; the Deer FREAK dashing away towards the Woods. Cammie Aroma Fills the Crisp Air. Cardinals in the Holly Bush sing a Ol'Gospel Song as the Crickets Fiddle.