BOOLATRY does CATURDAY

 ~ with sincere apologies to the inimitable Robert Frost ~  

the woods are lovely dark so deep

I wander through, half dream, half sleep

how did I dare, I did not care

no fear had I 

of blackened sky 

of screeches, screams

yes, just a dream

for I was close at mine Mommy's knee

warm and safe, reality