Sleep is calling,
time to go to bed.

The darkness of the sky,
whispers a melody to my ears.

I tuck into the clouds,
A soft breeze kisses me goodnight…..

A warm hand caresses my cheek,
wake up she says.

As I open my eyes, I see,
a pool of light made of orange and honey.

I dip my toes in the warm lake,
I am lifted by the melody of morning birds.

The day has come.