When twilight whispers softly in my ear,
And stars begin to twinkle in the sky,
The world transforms, serene and clear,
As dreams of peace and slumber draw nigh.

In this quiet realm of night’s embrace,
The mind finds solace, heart finds ease,
Shadows dance with a tranquil grace,
In the lull of a nocturnal breeze.

The moonlight weaves a silver thread,
Through the tapestry of sleep’s domain,
Where weary souls find a gentle bed,
And all day’s worries softly wane.

So let the night its magic weave,
In whispered hush, in silent song,
For in this moment, we believe,
That sleep will keep us safe and strong.