Slumber

A poem

Pajamas and stuffed toys
An end to the day
Full of love and smiles
New memories in the heart vault
A slumber party, you smile
"I love you, Aunt Becky"
In the middle of the night
A mid-dream whimper
A sleeping boy cries in his subconscious
Pat on the back
A vocal reassurance, then--
Back to sleep
A lot of terrors exist
In the conscious
In the subconscious
But in the darkest hour
I will protect you from
The monsters