Flowers

I walk in, The surface is cold and smooth Dark except for a flicker of lightning. A familiar place I see with my heart, Gentle snoring Creeks of floorboards As I crawl and lie down Safe and secure Did they ever expect me? The rain patters, thunder crashes Turning waves splashing I see with my heart Did they ever feel my presence? I’m safe in their grasps From the monster’s chill As I am just a child I’m safe in their grasps From the monster’s chill As I am just a child