As I look out through the window.
The deep dark night stares back at me.
The shapes of the trees and leaves the tapping of the branches on the window pane, I hide under the covers afraid to look.
The noises under my bed, the fears in my head come to haunt me.
Shaking, shivering looking and listening to all the sounds of the deep dark night.
This beautiful poem has been written by my girlfriend Sue so I though it deserved some recognition.