Creatures Of The Night. Poem by Sandra Kavanagh Josefsson

We are creatures of the night
you and I.
Creatures of shadows and streams of light,
flickering through the trees.

We blend in with the night sky
and we only exist,
when the diamondy light of the stars
finds its way to the highlights of our hair.

Softly we walk through the maze of trees.
Trying not to wake the other sleeping animals.
Some are awake as we.
Looking for food or running swiftly over hill and vale.

The moon is shining fondly down.
The air is cool and crisp.
In the distance the water is trickling
down the side of the mountain,
as the wind is blowing through the trees.

Yes we are creatures of the night.
It is our time and place to be.
Enjoying our time together.
Living our life so free.

Verse: Sandra Kavanagh (c) .