Deep of the Night
In the deep of night where shadows move,
Come frightening things that creep.
Closet doors hide monsters galore,
That might find you as you sleep.
From under the bed, a frightening space,
Is an opening upon a dangerous place.
Shadows advance to touch us in the twilight,
We hear voices calling for our souls at midnight.
Each night the dark is uniquely it’s own,
As mysterious and dangerous hands reach close…
Across the room they journey each night.
Moonlight brings fear and the unknown to light.
Terrors will seek you and not leave you in peace.
Nightly, alone, you tremble and hide beneath the sheets.
Covers hold the terrors at bay with a flashlight to keep.
Nightlights help protect the floor, as you streak from the room.
Just recall, if you touch a shadow… along the way
The monsters will be there to take you away.
Getting to the bathroom can be a feat,
Remember your parents’ domain and room is the prize.
Within the deep of the night… it’s a safety zone…
To sleep in the arms of the ones that you... they love.
Copyright © Carol Eastman | Year Posted 2011
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