Childhood Nights

Do you remember...?
the terror of those childhood nights
when the world slept
and you were left
alone to guard the darkness

the smallest sound
would echo in your ears
like some great bell chiming
ringing over and over again

then, with a deep breath
you tiptoe to the waiting door
where slowly, silently
it opens up to usher in
the spirits of the night

and a chill rushes up your spine
while you long for nothing more
than the forgiveness of sleep
and the soft, sweet, silence
of oblivion

? Michaelette ?

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