Midnight

It reads just after midnight The light pools silver on the floor Boards creak softly under feet Sneaking over to the door The woods are whispering with wind Ancient trees curling around a trail A marvelous maple leaking syrup Sweetly dripping into a pail Dew drops on grass race like cars Reaching their destination with a splash Leaves spinning in the trees Coming together with a crash The forest like a retreat The calm silence of night