In a Dark, Dark Room
I lay on my pillow in a dark, dark room
Staring out the window from my bed
The moon looks like Camembert floating in the sky
And I’m sure I seen two witches flying by.
One had a broom with black smoke shooting out
The other had a pair of training wheels,
They were both being followed by their huge black bat
And in the naked tree my neighbour’s cat.
I crawl to my window stretch my neck and peek about
Halloween’s ascended on my street
Pumpkins guarding porches with their eyes on fire
And my stomach is now turning like a dryer
Suddenly behind me comes a scratching sound
Chills run down my back, I close my eyes
I bite my bottom lip planning my escape route
And I quickly grab my bear on my way out.
My parents seem startled as I crash into their room
I tell them of the horrors I’d endured.
Dad lifts me up and mother gently strokes my head
And in minutes I’m sleeping snuggled in their bed.
Written by Brenda Meier-Hans
09.22.2014
Contest: In a Dark, dark room
Pendleton Arkwright
Copyright © Brenda Meier-Hans | Year Posted 2014
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