Oh, the piercing silence; <br />hollow silence in the dead of the night. <br />Only the thudding of his footsteps could be heard, <br />so soft yet so loud. <br />Him who we all fear; <br />The children and even the dogs cry. <br />We hide as he glides, <br />gliding with pride, <br />while we, young ones, <br />hide.<br /><br />Dancing In Between Dreams<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/childish-fears/
