Yesterday
I found
an old water-damaged,
hand-calligraphied,
framed prayer
in a second hand shop.
I stopped
dead in my tracks
when I saw it.
It immediately
took me back
to my younger days,
when Dad would read me Poe.

And now it hangs
over my cabin-bed
& brings me
some measure of comfort.

"From ghoulies and ghosties,
and long-leggetied beasties,
and things that go bump in the night,
Good Lord deliver us"