Winding down,
I hear the water flowing through the pipes,
A little sizzle and drizzle,
A warm rush for the night,
To stay warm in my covers - so cozy,
I'm a little drowsy now,
Lights off and breathe slowly.

A little breath in my lungs,
Gratefulness in my soul,
Off to bed - I climb the rungs,
And the night slips in.

A simple dream sits in the periphery.