I can hear the watchman from my bedroom,
his stick beating against the gravel so loud and clear.
He takes his rounds,
at the same time, at the same place.
Though he be alone,
he doesn’t realise that he gives me company through the dark and lonely nights.
One doesn’t always need to be surrounded with people,
one doesn’t always need to be working with them side by side,
just doing what you are meant to do to the fullest,
can give someone a sound sleep in the night.