The night was dark Owls in tree tops, were silent Just the ever present whistle of the wind Howling through the almost bare branches
A mist was rising Damp and cold Wrapping itself around my legs A shiver passed down my spine
Then the lonely wolf howled And the widow in her nightmare cried out her dispair The shadows of her imagination Shook bones and sinews Rattling her teeth
Then the wolf howled no more The hoot of the owl was frozen to it's beak Nightjar sang a quite song As bats rolled in sky That was lit by a white moon
Now as I neared my destination I listened, waited Then through the swirling mist he came A dark shape out of the gloom
With rod and basket in hand I held out the bait Yes we were ready for a full nights Fishing
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