Hideing In The Closet Poem by amanda chavez

Hideing In The Closet



The closet is dark,
Light with no spark,
You cannot hear,
A cricket chirping near.

Fear is the truth I always say,
So, we will soon hit the hay,
So, I have no fear,
Because I now can see,
A young cricket near me.

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