In the cloak of midnight’s tender embrace,
Stars whisper stories of forgotten grace.
The moon, a guardian of dreams untold,
Watches over with a gaze so bold.

Shadows dance in a soft, gentle sway,
As the world finds rest from the busy day.
The cool breeze carries a sweet refrain,
Of night-time secrets, gentle and plain.

In the quiet, hearts begin to mend,
Wrapped in the night’s comforting friend.
The darkness sings a lullaby’s tune,
Beneath the watchful eyes of the moon.

As dawn approaches with its golden light,
Night whispers farewell, a soft goodbye.
Leaving behind a tranquil, peaceful sea,
Until the stars return to set us free.