By: Ana Aguilar
My mom tucks me in and gives me a few kisses
“Sweet dreams, Honey,” she wishes
Then she turns out my light
No bugs will bite tonight
She forgot to look under the bed
And my closet is ominously straight ahead
I pull up my covers and close my eyes
Waiting, shaking for my own demise
Heart racing, I’m fretting
My blankets feel like netting
Then I freeze: I hear it
I wish my night light was lit
The closet door opens and two red eyes look out
I know what’s coming next: I have no doubt
The monster is huge: tall, dark and scary
Its maw full of razors mouths my name: Mary
It drags itself over to me, very slowly
I feel so very small and lowly
The thing smells of death
I take in what I know is my last breath
All of a sudden, I wake up, screaming
Oh, thank Heavens! I was only dreaming!
I exhale and sigh: it was all in my head!
But wait, what’s that scratching coming from under my bed?
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I think that this is a well written work.. Keep up with your rhyme scheme and tone.. You had me hooked with the first lines...
I loved that. Amazingly well written and cool.
I loved it, too!!!
Your poem is well-written and understandable when I read it, GREAT JOB Ana