Like When I Was A Kid
Sometimes when it’s late at night
and the house is dark I get
really scared like when I
was a kid, and I lie really still.
Somehow in silence I think
I will not be seen or heard
and the nightmares of yesterday
will find somewhere else to go
because nobody’s home.
© Jennie Wheeling 1998
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