They flee from me that sometime did me seek naked footed stocking in my chamber. I have seen them gentle tame and meek that has turned wild and don't remember that they put themselves into danger taking bread at my hand

I used to sleep on top of flat concrete laid upon short pillars that stood as boundaries of our veranda outplaying a hollow empty space at the front of our house during those days when I was only five years. I gazed at the clouds drawing pictures of bears, car toys, people and that of a dragon spitting glittering fire not fierce but calm white as its own skin with its talons wide open. Its scenic view awe struck me...

If thee beauty be dull then what's light, you so remarkable, burning fire 

Some dark days give out the brightest sunshine, some mistakes show us our once best deeds but always remember all nights were the same till this one. This is a good night, enjoy it