Why Is He Up This Late
That what knot shelf comes alive at night.
Tiny figurines delicate and rather bright.
They dance carefully with feet so light.
Careful to keep out of grownups’ sight
A six-year-old grandson just screamed with fright.
What is he doing up anyway this late at night?
Copyright © Caren Krutsinger | Year Posted 2022
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