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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