Contributor: Gary Thomas Hubbard

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Dark meadows that lie under a starlight sky
Small creatures rustle bushes as they scurry by
Stepping softly so as not to disturb the ground
Both afraid to and not to turn around

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Moving slowly along the edge of the woods
Imagining shadows wearing shadowy hoods
Feeling alone with the darkness pressing down
Creepy thoughts following me like a demented clown

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Muffled voices I'm sure I heard in the night
Screech owl screaming something isn't right
Swallowing my fear to just turn around
I trip over something and fall to the ground

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I'm sure I heard a low growl from behind that tree
I think I see red eyes glowing what can it be
As fear grips me all along my spine
I tell myself "be calm, it will all be fine"

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Something touches me lightly on my cheek
I'm really too afraid to turn even to peek
Tree branches rustled by a breeze's caress
All I want to do is run and hide I must confess

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Fearful things imagined on a starlight night
Real creatures or not something ain't right
So if you find yourself walking across scary ground
Run like hell and don't turn around!


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I'm a Jack-of-all-Trades. Born and raised in Ohio I now live in Florida. I'm a father and a Paw-Paw that makes life good!