when it’s dark. #poetry #haiku

Stop laughing at me
I am not too old to be
afraid of the dark

Β©2017 what sandra thinks


About what sandra thinks

Sandra began writing when she was a sixth grader. She is a teller of stories through poetry, fiction, and tales from her own life. And she thinks too much. Read, think, enjoy, laugh.
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26 Responses to when it’s dark. #poetry #haiku

  1. Who’s laughing? I can’t, hiding under the bed covers!

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  2. We aren’t truly creatures of the dark, and I think it will always make us wary. Wonderful haiku.

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  3. Marquessa says:

    Not laughing. Especially when a spider on the ceiling above my bed is also involved…

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  4. Lovely!

    Last year the place I was staying in was PITCH BLACK whenever the lights were out. I slept with my lamp on every night. You’re never too old, haha!

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