The Footsteps of a Giant
I was awaiting sleep,
The sooner the sleep the sooner the dawn will greet,
There was much to look forward to every day,
New things to imagine and new games to play.
Get comfortable I say,
Roll one way then another,
Never on my back,
Left side,
Right side,
Stop.
What is that?
Thump, thump, thump, thump.
A throb filling my right ear,
So loud,
So strange I am filled with fear.
On the left side I roll,
Now it's gone,
My eyelids droop,
Nothing to it.
Just wait for the dawn.
Almost asleep,
I still roll now and then,
Belly,
Right side,
There it is again!
Thump, thump, thump, thump.
I'm wide awake now,
And that way I will remain,
Unless I can find some way to explain.
The imagination runs wild,
Thus is the way of a child.
To make the bothersome fear flee,
I synthesize an easy simile,
The thumps are like the footsteps of a giant
As he tends the garden by his castle in the clouds,
With that matter settled,
I feel safe and snug in my little bed,
No need to worry,
It's just the giant in my head.
By: EJ Norris
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