WAKING THROUGH THE NIGHT 


​WAKING THROUGH THE NIGHT 
Shadows bouncing off the wall 

Branches scratch the glass

Mice nibbling cracker crumbs 

You are frozen on your ass.
Goose bumps raising hair

Breathing comes to pause 

Creaking footsteps coming near

From somewhere down the hall.
The bedroom door slowly opens

A shadow becomes reality

You find it’s only mother

Asking if there’s anything you need. 
Written by, 

Terry Shepherd

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