Sleep With The Lights On
Sleep with the lights on-
And though curtains may flutter,
The sun won’t peek through.
Sleep with the lights on
Though candles might stutter,
The outside stays blue.
Sleep with the lights on;
While the traffic still sputters,
There's nothing to do.
Sleep with the lights on
So when that thing is hunting-
You’ll know it’s found you.
poem by Patti Masterman
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