It was 2:30 am when I was awaken,

Of the tiptoes on the hallway close to my room,

I opened my eyes and listen intently,

While I asked myself, who could be walking this early?

I peeped through the half open door,

To see if really there is someone out there,

But unfortunately, I did not see anybody,

Probably the sound I heard is from nightmare.

I went back to bed to go back to sleep,

But the time 2:30 am is a middle time of sleep,

That's why I have a hard time falling asleep,

So I turned on the lights to write or to read.

As I was about to open my Bible to start reading,

All in a sudden I heard the sound again,

I asked, Who is out there disturbing my sleep?

At my bedroom door I saw my daughter standing.

What are you doing at 2:30 am?

This is too early for you to get up,

She answered, Oh Mom I was very scared,

There was someone on the window pane.

I hold her hand and went back to her room,

To find out who was on the window pane,

I did not see anyone but a shadow of the tree,

Because that night was a full moon.

That night at 2:30 am was in my mind,

For I was not back to sleep until my clock alarmed,

I get up to prepare myself for the day,

With my heavy feeling I pushed myself through the day.

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