Shhh look and see

From the closet a monster peeks out at me

With eyes so wide and a sad small smile it’s fingers hold onto the door frame

Softly whispering “please come in and play with me.”

It’s absolutely frightening.

Oh you poor thing you used to be good

You used to be my friend

Memories from my childhood

Only to become a monster in the end. 

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A fly away day dreamer happily grounded by a child on each foot and a wonderful husband who always has my back. So I write my daydreams for now until our children develop wings of their own.

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