A Walk With Her

As another busy day crept towards a peaceful night,

The howl of the wind was echoing around,

An eerie chill was securing its grasp on the night,

While my ears caught on a mysterious hooting sound.

All shadows seemed to have gotten intentionally intensified;

To scare away the scariest, and the bravest;

In a bewitching manner the nightly shadows,

Tried to steal the prevailing peace in haste!

Awestruck I stood, looking at the sky,

Trying to fix my eyes on the moon for a while,

When suddenly my little angel, playfully clutched my hand,

Expressing her wish to walk with me, half a mile!

Comforted by the tenderness of her hand,

I felt her warmth, and her innocent touch -Oh! So soft.

Her fearless affection busted off my fears,

Releasing the aura of her angelic charm aloft.