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Ronald Worrell

My first poem

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My first poem

Nightmares with candlelight

When it is dark and late at night

sometimes all I can see is a candlelight.

As I lay back and wonder off to sleep.

I start to dream off things that crawl and creep,

but then I doze off even deeper into sleep

and that is when I feel them nibble at my feet.

Suddenly I woke up and my eyes they saw

creepy and crawly things all over the wall.

I moaned and I groaned I cried and I shook.

I kept dreaming of jumping things

that gave me mean and evil looks.

Tossing and turning all through the night

just to wake up to a burnt out candlelight.

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