Last night I was awaken by a sound
similar to something falling on the ground.
I climbed from my bed, and walked straight ahead,
to the dark and silent hall...
The floor was cold and the hall was dark,
I tried in vain to control my heart
as it beat faster and faster, and made my teeth chatter
when suddenly there was the opening of a door...
I looked upward in fear and saw my father's eyes
He lifted me into his embrace, his arms large in size
He began to walk, and started to talk,
in a soft and stern tone...
'You should be in bed', I heard my father scold,
and after I felt the gentle tap, I did as I was told.
I crawled into bed, and felt on my head,
A gentle loving kiss...
'Get some rest, little one', he said kindly,
and I felt all my fear leave me.
I turned to my side, and closed my eyes,
and slipped back into sleep.