Waking Up (Fom A Bad Dream)

It was a quarter past midnight
When something disturbed my reading by the lamplight
Probably a rat or the trees’ branches
Or a cat or a thousand other hunches
I see shadows move across the open window
Best guess was the summer wind as I grabbed and held my pillow

Sleepy thoughts can rock the brain
Even the imagination strain
Was not sure of what I heard
The chime soon struck a third
This time there was this faint distinctive sound
What fiendish creature have my senses found?

If it was danger I had to meet

I struggled to get on my feet
The door latch was suddenly shaking
Immobile I remained lying
Better be brave than stuck in a gloomy corner
On coarse cotton sheets of the bed cover

Down the tunnel of sleep I run
Seeking solace where there was none
What could it be… coming for me?
Something cold suddenly held my knee
Door unlocked and squeaking open in the dark
In the distance came a scream and a dog’s bark

I half-opened my eyes to take a peek
Sunlight suddenly poured like a leak
A lapping sound soon found my face
My puppy’s tongue as he scratched the lace
I was now awake all fear had gone astray
My open eyes have driven the nightmare away

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