Charlie
A creak.
And a little light.
Just enough
To make me
Look up from
My book.
"What do you want Emma?"
Came my irritated sigh.
Couldn't she see I was busy?
"Charwie? I'm... I'm... Scared!"
She burst into tears.
I had to give a faint
Smile.
It was so
Cute.
I quickly opened my arms wide,
Beckoning her.
"Aww, come on Em', what is there to be afraid of?"
"The... The... Monsters!"
She sounded so
Scared.
I couldn't
Help
But
Laugh.
She burst into tears.
I pulled her into my covers,
And sung her favorite songs,
Until
She
Drifted
Into
Sleep,
Still giggling at the thought.
Monsters.
Who woulda thought,
That someone as brave as her,
Could be so frightened,
Of such a silly thing?
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Emma
PoetryFollowing her life, From her family's point of view, In poetry. Kinda. A very rough draft, awaiting to be edited.
