Bed Time Story Boogeyman

Bed time story Night sky stood still inky dark and gloomy There came a light that flickered zigzagging behind the clouds a sudden resounding loud sound of cymbals Heavy pouring rain commenced In my pajamas with heavy eyelids it is time for bed Mama sits by my side with her arms around me, I nuzzle Bundle tightly under the covers keeping warm A fairy tale she reads, “The Story Of The Three Little Pigs” “Once upon a time there was an old Sow with three little Pigs “ …. While Outside Angry howling sounds like the crashing ocean tide breathing, growling wind knowing… “Little Pig, little Pig, let me come in.” I’ll h-u-f-f and I’ll p-u-f-f and blow your house down” I struggle; I snuggle closer to mama; "No, no, by the hair of my chinny chin chin.” A chill runs through my body leaving a frightening illusion Goose bumps and the hair on my arms and back of my neck bristles “Then the Wolf came to the second Little Pig,” “Little Pig, little Pig, let me come in.” Wind wailing rustling into the night Whipping tree branches Tapping, scraping outside the window Tears of rain run down… making leaves fall earthward Leaving a blanket of wet leaves and twigs on the ground “So the Wolf came to the third house that was made of bricks.” “Little Pig, little Pig, let me come in.” I’ll h-u-f-f and I’ll p-u-f-f and blow your house down” He h-u-f-f-e-d and p-u-f-f-e-d and he h-u-f-f-e-d and p-u-f-f-e-d, but he could not blow the house of bricks down” As the drama fades and a perfect sound of … "The three little pigs lived happily ever after." 5/29/2016 THE STORY OF THE THREE LITTLE PIGS Poetry Contest : Boogeyman Sponsored by: Nayda Ivette Negron