Seeing as I am <br />sleepy <br /> <br />she decides <br />to tell me a tale <br />for a change. <br /> <br />Tucks her teddy in beside me. <br /> <br />She knows how <br />it all goes. <br /> <br />“The squirrel <br />and the mountain <br /> <br />had a quarrel. <br /> <br />It was a girl squirrel <br />and a boy mountain.” <br /> <br />I nod my head <br />To confirm that I heard <br /> <br />She adds as if that <br />explained everything. <br /> <br />She tells me to take my thumb <br />out of my mouth. <br /> <br />“So the mountain <br />threw its rocks <br /> <br />at the squirrel <br />& the squirrel <br /> <br />threw its nuts <br />at the mountain.” <br /> <br /> <br />“The End! <br /> <br />“I made it up myself you know! ” <br /> <br />”Well, did ya like it? ” <br /> <br />I pretend to be asleep <br />snore theatrically. <br /> <br />Hold my breath <br />try not to laugh. <br /> <br />She strokes my hair <br />sighs & says: <br />“Ahhhhhhh! ” <br /> <br />Then tiptoes <br />tentatively out. <br /> <br />Tells Mummy: <br />“Shhhh...Daddy’s sleeping! ”<br /><br />Dónall Dempsey<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/bedtime-story-for-scarlet-ribbons/
