A Random poem

An eye lash flickers,

Drifting off to sleep,

Not a sound to be heard,

Not a single beep.

The air is still and cool,

Moonlight up in the air,

A few flutters of wind

Signifies winter is still here.

Goosebumps on my skin,

"Wrap up warm its getting cold"

Feel the chill of the evening air,

While tucked up inside your home.

Thoughts drift away,

As you settle down to sleep,

Over oceans and grassy lands,

To where the lil lambs bleat.

Thoughts returning home,

As you wake from sleep,

Rub your eyes and stretch,

Go make yourself some tea.