A/N: Wow, these uploads are fast! This is a story I wrote when in bed, sleepy, tired and unable to sleep. "She" in the poem can be anyone you want her to be.


Nightlight:

Dark light

Starry night

Crouching under covers with

Undisguised fright and

Terror of the dark when

Her hand creeps out

From the sheet

Flicks a switch

Smiles at the light

Nightlight


A/N: Review, yet again.