The soft undeniable sound of footsteps
Coming from the dark corner of the room
Slowly lifting the duvet higher
Cuddling onto teddy for comfort and protection
Closer those footsteps are now getting
Almost at the bottom of the bed
You scream as something tugs at the duvet
Footsteps run back towards the dark corner
A light switched on illuminates the room
Mum has come to see what’s wrong
The tears she wipes away with love
Reassuring you the monster’s gone
Dark again the room as she leaves you
You wait to hear those steps once more
With duvet high and teddy hugged in tight
It’s only sleep that finds you now
Copyright: authorchrisbrown
As I read this, I csn clearly imagine the panic-stricken child. Your visuals are amazing😊
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Thank you kindly for your praise. 😊
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😊 Always a pleasure
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Excellent… made me scared at the start! Fabulous imagery.
~PR
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Thank you for sharing your thoughts. 😊
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I saw myself as I read the poem! Fantastic.
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Thank you kindly 😊
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