Sleep 
Such a wasted way
To spend the night
Such beauty all around
The moon so bright
A million Stars give light
Or no stars at all
So hard to sleep
When night is calling me
A soft breeze caressing me
Offering to soothe away
My rough day
Why face the harsh day light
Melting beneath the sun
Anger all around
When the moon comes out
And invites me to play
Always it's been calling
Telling me it's where I belong
Of the night
One with the night
Peaceful and beautiful
Calling me home
No need to deny the call
It's where I belong.

© 2007 July 2 Cora McReaken