“Little Alex”
As the sun says “See ya later”
And the sheep all head to bed,
There’s rumbling in the caverns.
Little Alex shakes his tiny head.
The moon has risen into the sky
As it does each and every night
And to see Alex and his family
Fly from their caves is quite a sight.
They fly through the sleeping forests
Using echolocation as their guide.
Searching for a tasty treat or two
To sustain them through their glide.
The forest in the night is full
Of unique, enchanting things
But few are quite as charming
As Little Alex testing his wings.
But as each morning fades to night
So to does night give rise to day.
It was soon time to head back home;
A halt to their nighttime play.
But as Little Alex finds his spot,
Nestled in his family's fuzzy pile.
He settles into a peaceful dream
That lasts for quite a while.
And just like happened yesterday
The moon took its place in the sky
So Little Alex and his friends woke up
And did what they love the most: Fly!
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