A Winter's Goodnight

One evening, as I wandered about
 
The sky became covered in a blanket of clouds
 
Raindrops fell to gently kiss my forehead and cheeks
 
Tired from the day, I returned home to get some sleep
 
There, the hum of traffic and street noise served as a strangely sweet lullaby
 
Moonbeams pierced the darkness of my room like a lunar night light
 
Any stress I felt before then had left with the closure of my eyes
 
There's really nothing like a winter's goodnight