These creatures outside of my window are serenading my ears with the sweetest of songs, but for some reason I can’t fall into the creases of their lullaby. Sleep, where are you? Will you be here soon to rescue me? I’m reaching out to the moon, whispering to the crickets, but still there is no reply. Only darkness. The midnight hour will continue to sing, & I will be alone. Comfort me, comfort me.