Night Dread-Word Morph
Night comes and he is filled with fright
because eight evenings in a row, great dread
he's had to fight while in his bed.
He lies now waiting for the morning light.
March 11, 2019 for Jesse Rowe's "Word Morph Poem" Contest
Hope I did it right!
Copyright © Andrea Dietrich | Year Posted 2019
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