When the night settles down it sleeps. <br />The night wind is warm as it settles, <br />sweet sport or mirthful celebration. <br />Hearing a noise, <br />weather there it is, or not. <br />Weather you had known me not, her well. <br />Where I knowest you not, hearing laugher, <br />and she 'said', untill then....stay free.<br /><br />Is It Poetry<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/night-wind-2/
