The Midnight Story

I wake up at midnight

I didn't know how or why

So I heard a mesmerizing song

Which made me see a garden

A garden of flowers filled with hopes

In the form of chirping of birds

And notorious growing a butterflies

Seeing them filled my core with happiness and hope

I smiled again

And woke up

Finding myself in the dark

I realize I was dreaming

Hence the dreams will always be better in reality

But being hope full is a choice

So I asked God to bless me

And I try to fall asleep again.