Posted by MFish

We're in a cabin,
deep in the woods.
The fire is dying,
some embers are bright,
perhaps they will last
through the chilly night.
I hear an Owl hoot,
from someplace nearby.
The sound it makes
is more like a cry.
more night sounds,
the creak of new wood,
as the cold and heat
shrinks it, as it should.
There is a new sound
of silence, you can hear,
others now breathing.
I catch my self,
as I have a big yawn.
Back to sleep now,
it's close to the Dawn.