Camping by myself
I decide to take a walk
In the friendly woods
On a moonless night
All the trees have drooped down
All the birds asleep
Cuddled up in their little nests

As I walk by
A hollow tree
I see
A squirrel snoring silently
Hugging its acorns
The woods asleep
The silent lake
Makes huge ripples
When I touch them
Unlike at dawn
When the waters are lively

The silver stars gleam
On the coat of the sky
And then I see a figure
By the light of the stars
Flying in the night
Who is it, I wonder
And I race after it
Disturbing the silence of the woods
On the moonless night

It hoots
A violent shriek
And swoops down
Comes back
With mice in its claws
And as the Sun rises up again
Spreading its light
The creature flies back to its tree
Settles down
And starts to sleep