Member Poem

Monsters creeping,

Stalking,

Seeking,

to haunt me in my home.

Hungry,

Smelling, 

Seeking,

Telling,

all their friends there's food to eat,
And it's all alone.

But they don't realize what is coming,
Something that would send them running.

Mom and Dad are coming!!!

And as they held me in their arms,
I heard my mother say,
"I'm here"
"It's ok"
"I know where you seep at night,
so you don't have to be afraid."
 

                                                                                                                                                                                     Boaz R.