The Window

I open the window,

the cool breeze,

brushes my face,

with it's welcoming hand.


Hello there stary night sky,

That looks down on me,

Will you be preparing rain,

Or a wonderful sunny day glee


I can smile and laugh,

And jump into bed,

I rather stay up,

with these thoughts in my head,


I could close the window,

Pull down the shade,

Hop in to bed,

With the stary night parade,

Creating a beautiful melody while I sleep

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