Silken quiet, Mid summers night
      
       witching hour, full of terror and fright

       Not a single soul stirs, pray for the church mouse

       who is silently watched by the owl, from his house

       Unbeknownst by the  mouse he is about to become,

       a midnight snack for the silent one. The tiny prey

       scurries  doing her  deeds, for at home she has

       4 hungry mouths to feed. If she doesn't make it,

       her whole family is lost , babies and all. What a terrible

       cost ..life for a life cruel as it may be

       one must die for one to live free.
                                  

                                                   by Barbie
                                                       3-12-09