my favourite time of night

is when everyone else is

softly dreaming in their beds

and all i can hear

is the soft, even breaths

of my dog, lying on the floor.

the house creaks as the wind blows by,

rattling the windows

and occasionally the doors.

everyone is asleep,

and the world stops for

one silent breath...

but only for a little while.

no traffic goes past

and no horns are honking.

there is only silence

at my favourite time of night,

and the steady sound

of my dog's soft, even breaths.