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The Mellow Hour

Stars shining bright above you,
Night breezes seem to whisper "I love you" ,
Birds singing in the sycamore tree,
Dream a little dream of me.

Say "Night-ie night" and kiss me,
Just hold me tight and tell me you'll miss me,
While I'm alone and blue as can be,
Dream a little dream of me.

Stars fading but I linger on, dear
Still craving your kiss.
I'm longing to linger till dawn, dear
Just saying this.

Sweet dreams till sunbeams find you,
Sweet dreams that leave all worries behind you,
But in your dreams whatever they be,
Dream a little dream of me.

This post won’t have any resonance the minute dawn breaks somewhere in the world, but right now, it describes the kind of mood I’m in - mellow.

This is in no small measure as a result of the fact that I’ve had an average of 5 hours sleep over the last three days and I really should be in slumber land right now (so why am I blogging at 11.30 pm?)

Soon, those stars will fill my dreams and maybe you too will read this when you’re about to shut down for the day. If so, perhaps we can share the brief feeling of inner peace one sometimes gets at the very end of a long day.

Sweet dreams my friend.
The soft pillow awaits our weary heads.

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