The night is blue and calm
While the wind hums
Like whispering song

She still sits
In a wooden chair
Working with her pen
and paper
Checking the
Words and spell
As the world sleeps
In there beds
She still awake
Arranging herself
And her things to prepare
For the sun that sets afterwards

As she checks the clock
The time passed midnight
And ready for dawn

All I know
Is she really loves her job
And almost forgotten herself
And so forth I thank you
For all what you've done