In the swampy marsh, where moonlight gleams,
The crickets and frogs orchestrate their themes,
Their symphony of music fills the air,
A natural concert beyond compare.
The crickets’ chirps form the baseline,
Their rhythmic pulses intertwine,
With the croak of the frogs, a harmony,
Creating a magical, soothing cacophony.
In the stillness of the marsh, their voices entwine,
A symphony of nature, divine,
Each note and trill, a masterpiece,
Weaving together, never to cease.
As the night deepens, their chorus swells,
The symphony of crickets and frogs excels,
The marsh comes alive with their beautiful song,
A tranquil melody that lasts all night long.