Bubbly Delight:

The quiet still night,
The whispers hushed,
The noise silenced,
It's dreams desperately crushed,


The birds purged,
The chirping muted,
The mouths moving freely,
Yet the words were never executed,


The clouds erupting in the sky,
A thunderbolt torn through,
The tears shed briefly,
All the happiness would soon be due,


The basking torrid skies,
The sun bursting the clouds,
The day exploding with glee,
And no need for a shroud.