IN THE QUIET OF THE NIGHT

IN THE QUIET OF THE NIGHT

Darkness over ride

People inside

Sleeping in beds

Cover their heads

Quiet reigns

No playing games

When I get up in morn

I see a new day is born

I walk outside

I let my eyes glide

I see I wasn’t alone

When I look around the stones

Fresh prints in the snow

Presenting a picture show

The layout of the feet

Tells me I want to meet

The beautiful deer and family

Think I’ll stay up late and see.

Written by,

Terry Shepherd

02/14/2016