Night's Peaceful Cradle Poem by Emma Atsenuwa

In the night's peaceful cradle,
Where shadows softly fall,
The moonlight illuminates
The darkness, blooming flowers' sweet call.

The night air carries scents so sweet,
Fresh starts arrive with each new beat,
Stars twinkle like diamonds bright,
Across the velvet expanse, a wondrous sight.

The moon, a silver crescent smile,
Lulls me into a peaceful while,
Where worries fade and dreams unfold,
In the night's peaceful cradle, I am told