M
ma ♥
Guest
"Please leave the door cracked,"
she said as a child,
"You know I'm afraid of the dark."
Though tucked away in
her warm, comfy bed,
these were always her
last words of the day.
In the bed of a nursing home now,
after receiving her night's medications,
she tells the attendant,
"Go ahead, close the door,"
and to no one she whispers,
"I'm no longer afraid
of the dark."
she said as a child,
"You know I'm afraid of the dark."
Though tucked away in
her warm, comfy bed,
these were always her
last words of the day.
In the bed of a nursing home now,
after receiving her night's medications,
she tells the attendant,
"Go ahead, close the door,"
and to no one she whispers,
"I'm no longer afraid
of the dark."