Cozy, Dark and a Poem

Well here I is again. So, it stopped raining. ): Sadly. But it's nice and dark out, which makes it all cozy, listening to the clock ticking (I just love that sound) Dinner's over, so everyone is settled down and it's all quiet. So I decided to put in a poem I wrote.

Whisper

A voice,

Speaking hushed,

Softly,

Piercing the dark,

Reaching ears

That await the sound

Of a voice,

Speaking hushed
Sooooooo that's my poem. Hope you like it. Um yeah I not be the most talented of poets, but oh well. Oh my goodness gracious me! I don't know I just felt like saying that. For some odd reason. So, I has got to leave, but I vill be back tomorrow! Au revoir mes amis!