Silent Night

Silent night! Oh, silent night!
Trees are quiet,
Moon is half-white,
Stars not so bright,
Sky still holding them tight,
Making it a beautiful sight.

With birds all home,
The silence has grown.
Butterflies are gone
And flowers left alone.
And in this small dome
I am on my own.

The night's radiant beams
Softly touching the flowing streams
And to me, it seems,
All I see are dreams.

Rachana Khushal Visaria