Childhood Fears

It lived in the toy box
It lived under the bed
It lived in the closet
And under the shed

It lived in the basement

All musty and dark

It lived in the hallway

It lived in the park

It lived under the bushes

That grew by the fence

It lived in the woods

Where the trees were so dense

It lived in the attic

Where old trunks were kept

It was stealth and quite sneaky

It attacked when I slept

Dad would come to my rescue

When I was afraid

He would check out the closets

He would close all the shades

He would leave on a night light

Outside of my room

He swept under the bed

With mom’s old battered broom

He would hug me and tell me

I was big and so brave

Then he’d yell at the boogie

And make it behave

So tonight I was called

To my little ones room

I smile as I walk in

To defeat boogies that loom