by Vernon Waring
(King of Prussia, PA-USA)
children dream
in peaceful slumber
no monster intrudes
on their gentle breathing
as soft as delicate
as their first prayer
but somewhere
some unfathomable nightmare
will soon spread over the landscape
watching
waiting
hovering
impatient
for this innocent night
to end
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