It’s 10:30 at night and as I lay here in the darkness of my room it’s amazing how peaceful it is . My house is quiet but yet it’s not .I can hear my husband next to me softly sleeping , And then the sound of my son and his friends quietly talking and laughing down the hall. Occasionally hearing the door to the refrigerator opening and closing. ..Boys always hungry. Off in the distance I can hear a train on the tracks rumbling along through the night ,surprisingly over the sound of the fan my husband cannot sleep without and now I have now grown accustomed too, off and on I hear the furnace turn on and occasionally the sound of Miss Abigail jumping around downstairs hopefully not keeping my daughter awake . Playing with something she found. Soon we will hear the coyotes has they make their way through our woods at night and the cry of an owl going after it’s prey . The night some times so quiet and peaceful yet active and alive. As I drift off to sleep I am content . And feel blessed of this simple life my husband and I have made.
The night darker then usual the moon is covered in clouds ,no shadow upon my walls instead a very darken room filled with nothing but quietness ..and my thoughts that seem to occupy my mind. Endless thoughts with no place to escape . What to do if only I knew the answers….
The peepers are out a beautiful sound after days of Windows closed keeping the heat out .It’s a beautiful comfortable night everyone’s sleeping the house is calm .summer night’s what a wonder. No train whistle yet to echo through the darkness even the wildlife as settled in. So off to sleep I will go …Night everyone
The rain comes pouring down making the night darker then its already is. I shelter my chilled body under the comforts of my blankets waiting for the storm to pass.My thoughts are at bay for now letting my mind feel free to occupy the many blessing I have So I close my eyes and dream of all the goodness around me . Thank you lord.
Laying here in bed darkness surrounds me ..except for the shadows on the wall from the moon . A train whistle echos as it passes through the night. Why is the sound seem like such a lonely cry? My eyes feel heavy of sleep but my mind is filled with thoughts ..sleep I tell myself tomorrow is another day. Sleep and dream of pleasant things another train whistle blows and this time gently persuades me to sleep.
branches cracking…creatures roaming
chill in the air and up my arm …
night as fallen.