Midnight has arrived, the wee hours are here
Just finished a call with a friend I hold dear.
My tunes are pumping, the volume’s on high
But I need my beauty sleep, so bedtime is nigh.
Perhaps I shall party again in my dreams
Such is my nightlife, or so it probably seems.
Writing in rhyme can be quite the addiction
I hope, my dear reader, that it’s not an affliction.
Wishing you a sweet slumber & the same for me too…
Codladh sámh gach duine agus bígí abú!
Faith In The Ripple Effect 