Fröhliche Gedichte
Fröhliche  Gedichte  
Poem Beetle in moonlight

A LITTLE BEETLE 

 

A sweet little beetle sits at night 

and cannot find his way

 

Tears run out from the beetle eyes

nobody with him stays

 

But silver moon small beetle sees 

to glow his lonely way home

 

and evening star sends him a kiss

now beetle laughs, never alone.

 

 


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