Two little hands
Out of nowhere
Going round
My neck
Slimy.
Gooey.
Soppy.
Wake up affrighted.
The clock ticks 3.
A.M.
Scared to
Close the eyes.
Lest the beast
Cuts across
My captain-bed.
Linking with Trifextra: Week Ninety-One
I love waking up to my babies, but I hate when they are scared! Great post.
ReplyDeleteThank you so much Deana. It is so good to hear from you after so much time
DeleteI really like the way you've told this. Captain-bed. I'm going to be thinking on that one for awhile. Thanks for linking up.
ReplyDeleteThank you so much Editors. Coming from you, I really cherish these kind and encouraging words
DeleteThank you so much Jo-Anne
ReplyDeleteMommy is the savior:-)Must be quite traumatic for the kids though-never experienced it myself & possibly dear daughter inherited the same-we both thrive on dark thoughts and stories,lol!Liked this piece Ruby:-)
ReplyDeleteThank you so much Atreyee.
DeleteThis used to be my and my daughter-now she is the brave one:) I loved this!
ReplyDeleteThank you so much Valerie
DeleteOh the scariness of being small.. wonderful write
ReplyDeleteThank you so much Bjorn
DeleteSome nightmares seem so real - especially as a child!
ReplyDeleteI so agree with these thoughts. Thank you so much Janna
DeleteSome dreams, no matter how fantastical, can be so real.
ReplyDeleteExactly Tara. Thank you so much.
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