The Soul's Retreat

Scared of the Dark

by on Aug.09, 2010, under Children's, Poetry

Two pointed ears
At the end of my bed…
A monster is waiting
He needs to be fed!
I peer through the dark
And quite clearly I see
Those big scary ears
Are twitching at me!

As the moon rises
Behind a dark cloud,
The ears move again
And I scream out loud!
Then the silvery light shows
That what I suppose
Is a big hairy monster –
Are only my toes!

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