Un-Seen

I always was afraid at nightWhen Mother would turn out the light,Into the darkness, I would stareAnd look for monsters waiting there.
My terror's lasted all my life,E’en after I became a wife,Though I admit there's far less fearWhen someone else is sleeping near.

But still, the darkness frightens me.Still harbours scary things, you see.Into the darkness, I will stareFor thugs and villains waiting there.

Once, Husby took me out to seeA great new movie, just released.About a girl, so sweet and kindWho could control things with her mind.
That night, my world again askew,The light stayed on because I knewThe darkness, into which I stared?For certain, Carrie waited there.
And beings who would steal your mindPerforming tests on all mankind.Into the darkness I still stareAnd watch for aliens waiting there.
And so it’s been - the darkness wins,
The light goes off, and my mind spins.Creating creatures in the nightThat disappear by the morning light.
Last night I stumbled down the hallIntent on answering nature’s callAnd when I glanced into the mirror,My reflection was just one pale blur.
For my trifocals help me out,So I can see my way about.If in the darkness, I did stare,I’d not see anything waiting there.
Hmmm . . .What you can't see won’t hurt you, right?Shhh . . . I’m turning off the light.
Cause Mondays do get knocked a lotWith Poetry, we all besoughtTo try to make the week beginWith pleasant thoughts.Perhaps a grin?So all of us, together, weHave crafted poems for you to see.And now you've read what we have wrought . . .Did we help?Or did we not?

JennyCharlotteMimi