Poem(s)

The Dark

I used to hate the dark
You know,
It seemed so boring
With nothing to show

But then I thought, what if I spun
A tale of dragons old
And I did; the tale was shared
It was as precious as dragons' gold

When the lights were out
And the curtains were closed
I would lay in my bed
And watch stories I composed

So just a little help my dear
If you're feeling scared
Just make it into a light hearted joke
Or the greatest story you've ever shared.