Stormy Night
Scrabble of rain drops on glass
As the night wraps our house
And all those around us
In its glistening blackness
Like polished obsidian.
Our town's lights glimmer
Through this boisterous night
A welcome sight for travellers
Creeping along the great north road
As they've done since Roman times.
Roads are slick, paths treacherous
This is a night for highwaymen phantoms
Ghostly horses with headless riders
And spooky tales by firelight
To thrill and reassure.
So settle in for the evening
With cat purring on your lap
And tell tall tales 'til bed time,
Then tuck yourself in
for a long dream filled night!
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