Great night out but home late too
No key so unsure what to do
Parents will kill me
If I ring the bell
Sister could open her window as well
Pacing around the garden in the dark
I just want to sleep but I have to decide
Pay the forfeit or suffer the hide
Deciding is easy I'm too tired to care
Ringing the bell will result in hell
I pick up a stone and hurl it high
I hear a thud and try again
It takes a while til I hear a click
Eventually the curtain is pulled back
A face looks out in the evening light
I hope she can see me in the gloom
I see a wave and feel relief
The front door opens squeeking slightly
Run in quick and up to my bed
I hear my dad's voice
And jump under the covers
I pretend to sleep and breathe gently
Another nocturnal escapade without detection.
Copyright 2016 Ciara Dunne
Watch your steps! ! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
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Welcome to Poem Hunter, Ciara! Looking forward to reading more of your poems in the future. This one was well done.