A Night of Shadows
As she lays sweating under the hot, yet
comforting blanket she bites her lip, balls
her hands into her fists just to keep from
screaming and falling to sleep.
Dancing on her walls are the shadows!
Shadows you couldn't even imagine they
seem to be grinning at her as if they knew
something she did not know.
Do they know something are they trying
to tell her what there is to come?
She can hear someone or something
calling her now; she does not know what
it is and does not want to know either.
As the voice gets closer it becomes more
frightening and louder and louder.
Slowly the tears dwell up in her eyes and
than burst rolling down her like a balloon
ready to pop.
Several hours ago by the windows she saw
'ghoulish' activity, her eyes are heavy fighting
to stay awake a little longer so she will know
when every thing ends.
She falls asleep to wake up later realizing
that it was not a dream but 'Halloween'.
Copyright © Rhonda Hero Aka Hero-Wilson | Year Posted 2010
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