Good Night

It was a Saturday night I couldn't sleep well and tight I slowly pull the hinge of the door The only sound was my footsteps on the floor As I went out ,I started feeling alive Felt the fresh air and the soft breeze It was so cold I thought I would freeze The only living thing I could see was the trees The moon shone like glitter All that glitters is not gold ,it was silver The sky was like a glittered gem I see the stars shining bright As I walk In the dim streetlight I went back home and turned off the light And I wished myself a good night.