On a cloudy pitch dark evening, there's no shed of light; nor a shed of hope that is visible on sight.
I am grieving all alone, the unexpress grief that even I myself can do nothing to atone.
I was looking on the skies through the window, and it was a Moonless Night;
The clouds hide the stars and their sparkling lights are not on sight.

Suddenly, the clouds moved as if they vanished from the sky; then the tears stopped from falling from my eye.
Then I saw the beauty of the stars and their sparkling light; the moon stopped from hiding, as if it stopped from chiding. The broad moonlight shone its beam - displaying its beauty so bright!

The beauty of the night, displaying all its bright. All the tears and fears now on flight; am on my bed, bidding you goodnight! 😌
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A/N:
To my little sister IfiamKawaii who wrote a book entitled "Insomnia" and "Depressions" and often times have difficulty in sleeping.

-From Onni-san 😊