The Fear Poem by Mary Forrester

From the corner of my eye
And the stillness of the evening
I saw a reflection
Of something really evil
My heart began to race
As I took up the pace
I stumbled over slabs and stones
Then fell upon my face
The blood began to poor
As I lay upon the floor
Screaming God help me
I heard the pitter patter
Saw the furry matter
Closely followed by teeth and claws
Frozen from the fear
I watched him scamper clear
And thanked The Lord that I'm still here