Upon a moonlit winters night
Swirling misty tendrils fight
Silhouetting ancient trees
Where owls peered from nooks I can not see
Scurry flurry of natures feet
Skitted in grass verges away from me
A lowly cry from a fox unseen
Flapping wings of bats now free
This moonlit serenade snares my dream
Cocooned me with this moonlit scene





© By me,Lou