Ode to the Monsters Living ...Under my blanket, the cloth made of steel,
I clutched to the flashlight, the weapon ideal;
My bed was the castle, my teddy my guard
As I stared at the closet which rattled and jarred,
My sword at the ready, my breath held within
My blankie was drawn all up to my chin,
I saw a black flash! And under it went,
Under the mattress and bed that was meant
To protect me for they alone could not reach
And then from the corner I heard the door screech;
I yelped and I hid, protected quite well
From the goblins and monsters who in my closet dwell;
I peeked from my fortress, careful and sly;
I gulpled shallow breaths, my throat was quite dry;
And then I had heard them, footsteps so near!
I clamped on my teddy, curled up out of fear,
I felt the sheets shift and my head hit the air
"This is it! It is over!" I thought in despair;
And then there was white, I thought I was blind!
And then a voice came up from behind:
"What are you doing? It's way after dark!"
My mother had saved me