I opened my window,
nothing there to see.
The Night harbours no rainbow
nor butterflies or bumble bee.
The Streetlight's far
and so's Dawn.
the Moon and the stars
Light up the lawn.
The Watchman Passes by yonder,
beneath the streetlight.
what secrets does he hold i wonder,
as he goes out of sight.
Enough! i say and rise,
The window open i keep.
Although i close my eyes,
I Still dont get any sleep....
