When night stirs awake

And veils the sky in shade,

Let quiet roads trace the path

Back to home’s gentle embrace.

When city lights flicker,

Like stars beneath moonlight,

Gaze upon a sea of colored shimmers

Painted on skyscraper windows.

When the clock’s tick, tick, ticking

Seems like all the sound made,

Listen close, to the heart beating—

The song of slumber’s sweet claim.

When night calls your name,

Embrace its peaceful sway.

In the wake of bustling days,

A time for needed rest awaits.