I was with great-gramma.
We weren’t walking fast at all,
so something scary found us
when we shuffled down the hall.
Every time she took a step,
I heard a spooky sound.
When we stopped I couldn’t hear it.
It was quiet all around.
I looked to our left,
and then I looked to our right,
but we were all alone,
not a monster was in sight.
Maybe it was gone now
so I guess it’s safe to go.
(I wish she would go faster
Great-gramma walks SO slow!)
I told great-gramma we should run
‘cause the monster could come back.
Great-gramma said that she’s too old
and running hurts her back.
So we started walking slow again.
Sure enough, the sounds were back!
With every step great-gramma took
I could hear the thing attack!
And then I started giggling …
Hey, I know what’s chasing us!
Great-gramma don’t walk faster
It’s barking spiders with hiccups!
Witty, gentle, utterly appealing to the child in all of us. What an admirably diverse pen you have! t x
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Nice poem C.J. Enjoyed it very much.Then I'm just a kid at heart.I know someone who especially loves spiders especially when one's crawling in her bath....not.... Sid John xx.