My foot pounds hard upon the floor.
A hand grabs on the bedroom door.
The voice says low, “The monster’s here!”
There’s scrambling feet and giggling fear.
The little one hides by her bed
And squeals because of what was said.
The big one’s bigger and she knows
It’s Daddy’s face and Daddy’s clothes.
Excitement gets a kiss tonight.
It’s time to sleep with blankets tight.
I hug them both. We say a prayer
And laugh at all the monsters there.
Linked to Imaginary Garden With Real Toads hosted by Rommy with the prompt “childhood boogeyman”.
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