Treasure Island

Mary Mc Creath

(Glasgow, Scotland)

childhood memories-Put Out That Light

Windows are covered,
Not a chink of light,
Was able to escape.

If this happened,
You would create a target
For the bombers, hovering, above.

Inside our habited cocoons,
We waited, with bated breath,
Fearfully, for it, to be over.

'Put out that light',
Booms a voice,
from the street below.

We dashed to our two windows,
To check for a chink of light,
In case we were the culprits,

After an hour or two
the siren came,
Danger was averted for another night.

Submitted: Wednesday, August 01, 2012
Edited: Friday, August 03, 2012
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  • John Brown (10/22/2013 3:27:00 AM)

    Childhood memories are the strongest we have. They shape the rest of our lives, often in ways we don't realise. (Report) Reply

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