Bad Dreams (Children)

In my dream, I heard a tiger
so I hid behind a tree.
I was frightened he would eat me up
'cause he roared and roared at me.

I woke up scared and sweaty,
thought I'd sleep with Mom and Dad,
but when I went in their room,
Dad was snoring really bad.

I climbed between them anyway
with the blanket pulled up tight.
I closed my eyes and wished real hard.
No more tigers, not tonight!

I remembered what my daddy said,
that your bed is like a book.
If the page on the right is scary,
turn left and take a look.

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poem by C.J. Heck
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