To Battle Demons and Dragons
A Mothers job is never done.
From morning until the sun goes down we wipe little noses and wipe away tears.
We listen attentively to tales of woes of friendships made and friendships lost.
We read stories of demons, and dragons, and of a Princess who ate an apple and one who lost her shoe.
Before we say goodnight and tuck you in tight, we kiss your cheeks and hug you tightly.
We try with all our might to conquer fears as we shoo away monsters beneath the beds.
In closets and corners, we bravely go to defend and protect as any skilled warrior.
As little eyes watch and worry as we go peering over covers pulled up to the chin to ward off any ghoul or goblin that may appear.
We charge into battle with a mop or a broom defeating the boogieman until he is no more.
The ghost, ghouls, and goblins are next on the list.
Now the windows are closed and the curtains are drawn.
To block out the night creatures and the scraggly thorn.
As we kiss little cheeks and turn out the light voices whisper, I love you, Mom!
Upon a silent night.
Written mainly about my Eldest when he was seven Years old we lived in Oklahoma, he thought ghosts were in his closet he was so scared, And my middle Son didn't like venturing into the basement in the house we lived in he was a little Boy then. I had to keep a lock on it, My Daughter well she loved Tales from the crypt we always ended our Saturday Nights together doing the little laugh before I kissed her and tucked her into bed.
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