Childhood Fears

It lived in the toy box It lived under the bed It lived in the closet And under the shed It lived in the basement All musty and dark It lived in the hallway It lived in the park It lived under the bushes That grew by the fence It lived in the woods Where the trees were so dense It lived in the attic Where old trunks were kept It was stealth and quite sneaky It attacked when I slept Dad would come to my rescue When I was afraid He would check out the closets He would close all the shades He would leave on a night light Outside of my room He swept under the bed With mom’s old battered broom He would hug me and tell me I was big and so brave Then he’d yell at the boogie And make it behave So tonight I was called To my little ones room I smile as I walk in To defeat boogies that loom