Adventures of Boris bat.

Boris was a little bat with super sonic hearing
every time he tried to sleep, the poor little fella
Needed cheering

His mother would tell him stories, about the great divide
He'd cling to her in comfort, his siblings by his side

He wasn't afraid of the darkness, he wasn't afraid of the light
Just the sounds in the distance causing
​​​​​​him a fright

Some noises were loud and creepy, some noises were strange and soft

He hid beneath his mother's wings, right there in the croft

His mother would tell of adventures, happy safe and sound
As they hug there in the tallest tree
High above the ground

Until one day he fell from the tree, spreading his tiny wings
This is where the true adventure of little boris begins.....

boris stood up within the darkness, looked around to see
His mother and his siblings high within the tree

He heard a noise close by and saw a shadow on the ground, with great big and glowing eyes
and a familiar sound

It was an alley cat that wandered in the night 
The sound that was familiar, not scary in the light

Boris bat moved closer
And with his eyes could see, an owl in the distance another sound yippee

Although he was so tiny
And a little afraid to hear
He knew his mother was close by, he need not shed a tear

Boris bat, a tiny bat
Often full of fear, got more and more excited
Each sound becoming clear

Boris walked just left of the tree, surprised at which his eyes could see
A farmer's house with a big door bell, and a chimney stack in which he could smell
The burning fire from
the cold 

This story now nearing and end to be told

Boris heard another sound, amongst the trees upon the ground

A little mouse lay squeaking hidden by the tree, underneath a leaf , where no one else could see

The owl was chasing the mouse and so was the cat, all familiar sounds
Scaring Boris bat

So now his adventure comes to an end
Returning home to his mother's side, brave enough to venture out
Strong enough with pride

Snuggled up with his mother safe, his siblings by his side

Not afraid of the darkness, not afraid of the light

Closed his eyes to dream of adventures, within the tree wrapped tight

No longer afraid of the noises, once causing him a fright

Little Boris could finally sleep....... goodnight.