There's a tapping at my window
There's a creaking of my door
There's a footstep on the stair
...and Mum I've heard this all before
There's a shadow at my curtains
There's a twitching of my blinds
There's a dulling of my nightlight
...and Mum I'm scared of what I'll find
I know it can't be Santa because it isn't Christmas Eve
I know it can't be the Tooth Fairy because I still have all my teeth
I know it can't be the Dream Keeper because I am still awake
I know it can't be monsters because *I'm six* ...for goodness sake
I feel I'm getting sleepy
I feel my pillow's soft
I feel my eyelids shutting
...and Mum I know it's not Jack Frost
Now Sweetheart settle into slumber
Now Sweetheart sleep away the night
Now Sweetheart cross over into dreamland
...so Mr Sandman can regain his flight
© Debbie Razey 2014