As the stars sparkle high
in the night sky
like stage lights on opening night,
the day turns to the darkness of night.
A shadow appears and comes to life
on the side of a wall
where it becomes its stage.
Dancing a never ending dance till dawn.
Aided by the soft melody of a
wind chime in the night breeze,
the only applause is when the
wind ruffles the leaves on the tree.
Periodically throughout the night;
the howling of a dog
who's a critic;
or the passing of a stray critter
stopping to watch the play
of the shadows in the breeze.

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