When you are all done for the day,
And u end it with a small prayer.

When the birds fly back to their nests,
Seek shelter  and take some rest.

When the busy streets are empty,
Closed are all bakeries and pantries.

When the skies turn dark,
Sails in the moon in its cloudy ark.

You buzz off to the land of peace,
No worries full of ease,
No joy no pain!
No loss no gain!

~Farheen zehra