The night is calm and frosty I hear the lapwing cry <br />Above the darkened paddock beneath the starry sky <br />Just five sleeps till September and the calendar Spring <br />The time of year upon us when wild birds nest and sing. <br /> <br />The night is calm and frosty and in the neighbourhood dogs bark <br />And boobook owl is calling on the gum trees in the park <br />And on the roadway to the town the cars buzz to and fro <br />And the more I learn of Nature the less I know I know. <br /> <br />The night is calm and frosty and in the dim moonlight <br />For the favours of a female tom cats in backyard fight <br />They bite and claw and snarl and disturb the peace and quiet <br />And the winner father kittens one might say he's won that right <br /> <br />The night is calm and frosty though the days of Spring are near <br />And in the park off of the street the lapwing's voice I hear <br />As he flies above his borders proclaiming his territory <br />And Nature's many secrets will never be known to me.<br /><br />Francis Duggan<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-night-is-calm-and-frosty/
