The streetlights twinkle in the sky,

Which remind me of that soft little lullaby.

I’m grateful to have heard it

and to have dreamt to it.

I’m grateful that I learnt it

and now sing it to my kids.

My kids who remind me of the lights,

my kids that remind me of the time that

singing and wishing to stars

were just as important as facing the real life.

Nights get cold, but let’s not allow the temperature to reach our hearts.

Let’s bundle up in joy filled laughter and fun, while being grateful for everyone being present and faithful in our bright days to come.

Bright like the sun, bright like the stars, bright like the streetlights that we keep close to our hearts.