New Year’s Night 2024

We were sleep, right
there,
against that first window.
It was cold and so 
quiet, until the screaming, wailing
came up the
gravel driveway.
And a woman's 
voice, 
comforting
the wailing. We
lay there in the
dark, cold - so cold 
cabin.
Listening.

He got up first. Don't
open the door! Don't
look out! Don't want
to see what's out 
there. Don't want to
let it
inside.

Turned on the 
bathroom
light, talking.
Then, 
silence. 

Back in bed 
the moon
shone in on us. 
Waiting for day
light. 
Happy to be
going home.