My alarm rings at midnight; I am the watcher of the night The sky dark, only lit by the moon’s brilliance
The stars are there too, glimmering oh so bright
Yet the tiny crickets are the loudest in the distance
The rest take a break,
Waiting for daylight to thrive
They know how much heat they’ll create
Once they become alive
My alarm rings at dawn; I wake to its sound
The sky much brighter than before
The stars have disappeared, they’re nowhere around
The sun, too shy before, now the star of the show
The warmth cools down
The light fades away
The birds stop singing, too scared to make a sound
The moon then reappears, as forever it stays