The Melody of Night..*

The Melody of Night

A favorite thing I like to do
is go into my room
In the quiet of the evening
In the shadows and the gloom

I make sure all the lights are off
And any telltale sound
Is muffled, baffled, silenced
There's no one else around

I open all the windows
I settle to the floor
And listen to the night sounds
I couldn't hear before

The chirping of the crickets
In the waning of the light
The croaking of the tree frogs
The melody of night

The whisper of the raindrops
A pattern on the leaves
The stirring of the branches
Moving softly in the breeze

I seem to breathe more deeply
My burdens become light
I sing my song most clearly to
The melody of night