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Night Time Imaginings

“Sleep well my dear there is nothing to fear what you see in the daylight is here in the dark night you just cannot see it so clear” Waking up in the blackness in the middle of the night your bedroom so dark you think a monster is there Lurking in the corners you think you hear him breathing you think you hear him moving you are paralyzed with fear Shut your eyes tightly he may think you’re sleeping but your heart beats so fast it will burst your mouth is dry you are dying of thirst you call for your Mum no comes out You have no voice You have no words You cannot scream or shout So under the duvet you dive blocking your ears with your hands your salty tears run down your cheek so desperately tired you just want sleep Then suddenly you hear Mum calling saying time to get up and get dressed you nervously worm your way out from the duvet and see that the blackness has gone Was it a nightmare or night time imaginings Did darkness distort giving you such a fright No sign of the monster you heard in the night and you laugh and you dance and you shriek with delight Then recalling Grandma’s words as she kissed you goodnight she would pause at the door before turning out your light saying “Sleep well my dear there is nothing to fear what you see in the daylight is here in the dark night you just cannot see it so clear” written 25th October 2018 Contest YOUR CHOICE 8 any form, any theme Sponsor Brian Strand

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Date: 8/30/2020 9:07:00 AM
The greatest fear is the fear from within. This poem speaks for me. I like when that happens. Thanks for sharing..................peace!
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Ann Gilmour
Date: 9/2/2020 1:42:00 AM
Thank you so much Ricky I am delighted to hear that, and it is so true about fear from within. It was lovely to meet you and I thank you for visiting. With kindest thoughts Ann xx

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