Sounds of one in the morning

It was one in the morning, 
when I crept downstairs 
to get a glass of water, cough syrup, and tea
the wind was howling 
like a thousand lost souls 
wistling through the trees
and waking the wind chimes from their slumber
causing them the shake and cry out in fright 
the water in the teapot started to boil
adding a low rumble to the symophony 
the cough syrup bottle was sticky
and made a satisifyinig pop when I opened it
these sounds were memorable
why I'm not sure 
they just were