Winter’s Night

“Crack,” the branches make a snapping sound in the night.
“Meow,” the cat scurries across in fright.

Pain, somewhere pain is being born.
Despair, somewhere a dream is being torn.

Laughter, breaks the darkness of the sky.
Crying, both for those that live and those that die.

Running, bringing forth motion to bursts of desire.
Pounding, your fists in rage till you tire.

Silence, nothing moves and all cares are spent.
Silence, snow falls and all will is bent.
Silence, retire now let your troubles pass.
Silence, return to your warm bed at last.

 S&D