BUT THE GREATEST OF THESE IS LOVE

"Are there
really
monsters under the bed?"

"No, no.!" .I
attempt to
comfort her

"Good!" she sighs
" 'cos if they were
they'd get cold!"  

"Right!" I say
seeing her coming at it
from a different way

later I find her
cuddleed up beside
a scary plastic T-Rex

"See..?" she scolds me
"I told you he'd be cold
but he's alright now!"  

the T-Rex looking sheepish
its neck sticking out of
the top of a pink pyjamas

so every night I leave
her with another monster
under her bed she always checks

even a green Frankenstein
gets the cuddle treatment
almost crying to be loved

by the end of the week
she has seven monsters fast
asleep beside her
all feeling ridiculous
in different coloured pyjamas

but loving it

next week she had fallen
in love with a stick...a leaf...a twig
as they become

the new beloveds
to be brought to bed
to be loved as only she can