The little lamp

Shining,
shining,
shining.
The bulb flickers,
and the night becomes still.
The trees outside make silent waves to the moon.
The blades of grass cry with the sun peaking over the horizon.
The daisies all bloom in anticipation,
while the moon hides behind the mountains.
The bulb flickers,
and the day wakes up.
Shining,
Shining,
Shining.