Goodnight Sun

When the light finally died,
It was time to celebrate.
They celebrate this all the time.
First comes the mouse
“it’s all clear”
and then comes the red bug
confirming the clarity
that this is what must be done
they must un-mess this kitchen
clean up the crumbs
and lick dirty dishes
and even help finish the cereal.
They’ll continue their duty
All night
Until the disrespectful sun
Blinds thеm away,
They’ll wait,
Until it decides to lеave them alone,
And then they can party again