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Petty People

Petty people lurking, preying on us all
Watching, waiting for someone good to fall
Staying out of sight, but never very far
Thinking they can influence feelings left ajar
Standing tall and strong, never showing fear
Maybe the best reply is to grin from ear to ear
Petty people lurking, hiding who they really are
I won't let them bring me down or leave me with a scar

Copyright © Cheryl Sheridan | Year Posted 2014



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Springtime

Snowy white grounds fade with the sun
Time to go out and find all the fun
The playground is busy with everyone out
The flowers all pretty are starting to sprout
I hear the bells ringing and run to my mom
She hands me the money, she is…the bomb
I stand in the line waiting my turn
The sun is strong and I’m starting to burn
Sponge Bob, Dora, Choco Taco and more
I settle for a King Cone, it’s what I adore
It drips down my arm and onto the floor
Lick it up quick, maybe I can get more.
I finished it all, now the truck has gone
Maybe tomorrow, time to move on.

Copyright © Cheryl Sheridan | Year Posted 2014

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Haunted House

Screams in the night give me a chill
I take one step further then stay very still
The moon is bright and the air is crisp
A ghost glides by me, a frothy white wisp

I look all around me to see what is next
My phone in my hand wanting to text
My mom is at home and I’m out with my friend
Making my way to the treats at the end

Without warning out jumps a man with a knife
Stuck to his head as the blood drains his life
My heart is pounding and racing in fear
I’m frozen and not sure of the way that is clear
I turn to my right, ready to run
As a bulging eyed monster says he’s not done

I bolt to my left as fast as I can
Past the graveyard, the skeleton and the boogey man
Finally making my way across the floor
I grab my goody bag and fly out the door

I look at the sky as I shake from the fright
My breath makes little clouds in the night
I turn to my friend as we smile and act tough
Then we open our goodies and laugh it all off

Copyright © Cheryl Sheridan | Year Posted 2017


Book: Shattered Sighs