As the sun sinks slowly in the west, That golden glow is the best Clouds silver edges mountain like, Dream of going on a hike. Slowly as the darkness comes, Distant thunder sounds like drums. The lightening flashes across the sky, Silhouettes clouds billowing high. Soon great rain drops falling down, Beating hard upon the ground. Hail stones bouncing off the grass, Just as quick the storm has past.
Stars come out to greet the night, Milky way a ray of light.
The southern cross and pointers too, Guide the likes of me and you. Radiant heat leaves the ground, Not a cloud to keep it down. The moon from the east up doth creep, Most children now fast asleep. Slowly the moon moves overhead, I resist the calling of my bed. In the west it's sinking fast, The eastern sky is light at last.