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Night Terrors

By Ferris E. Jones

Night Terrors

In each, lives the thought,
Of the nights tremendous wrought.
Scream with the walking rain
The time, sleep, it will detain.
Holds up the mind with dreams,
Without comfort so it seems.
A parent's hug redeems,
But they're gone and it sees.







Article © Ferris E. Jones. All rights reserved.
Published on 2018-10-29
Image(s) are public domain.
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