As I sat dreaming under a tree <br />I saw a dark spot upon my knee I thought, oh dear, what can that be? <br />A bug, spider, or a busy bee? It was small, it was moving, this spot on my knee? <br />Did it know I was scared? Was it afraid of me? Would it bite or sting while on my knee? <br />Or would it just sit and stare at me? The small dark spot upon my knee <br />Moves again, and now I see What was moving on my knee, was just a shadow <br />From a leaf on the tree And I was so scared, oh how silly can I be?<br /><br />Judy Kennedy<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-scary-spot/
