Sounds of the night


Darkness has fallen,
Night has come,
Sleep will claim me soon.
The ticking of the clock,
The rhythmic breathing of those I love
Serenade me to slumber.
The wind whispers against my window,
Hushed by glass and fabric,
A moth dusts its wings to dance
Against the gentle light of the lamp.
Secure I am in my world
As they are who share it,
United we are one
Each a living part of the other,
Looking out for,
Caring, loving, being.
Darkness has fallen,
Night comes calling,
And sleep will claim me.
But tomorrow I will wake
To share another day,
To smile as the sun kisses my face
And the air fills with birdsong.
So wonderful to simply ‘be’.

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