the yellow sun
was shining down
on grass and sand and waves
it was a place
where children went
to laugh
and dance
and
play.
as molly ran
and wandered off
she found a magic thing
a deep blue house
carved out of stone
in which the wind
would sing.
the other children
climbed about
and gazed into
the cave
and johnny said
“i’ll lead the way”
(because he was most brave)
and tad and tommy
followed him,
for they were big
and strong
while alice chose
to stay outside
but molly tagged along.
the dark was very chilly
and the silence, very wet
johnny shivered and looked back
but couldn’t leave
just yet.
now molly didn’t notice:
awe
and wonder
filled her eyes;
she found a solace
in the stillness,
comfort,
in the pitch black sky.
when suddenly, there came a rustle
from a hundred winged things
as dark as sin
with deep red eyes
shrieking
just like rusted swings.
tommy was the first one out
(his long legs made him fast)
then john and tad
ran into alice
and tumbled on the grass.
and when the world
had settled down,
the quiet had returned
they saw that one
was not around
and they became concerned.
but don’t you worry,
little molly
was fine as fine can be
as she uttered boldly to the dark:
“you never frightened me"