A Child’s Night-Cave
At night
In my room
Curtains flap
Scraps of black
Look like bats
Then a snore
And a growl –
‘It’s a bear!’
‘It’s a ghost!’
‘It’s the fridge,’
says Dad.
Copyright © Jeanette Swan | Year Posted 2024
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