The History of the Nightlight

At the river house where
it is so dark I scrambled
off the end of the four-poster
three-foot high
bed and there I hovered
like a cartoon character,
full-on in the throes of a night terror,
before falling splat!
onto my face where I almost
but not quite
broke my nose.
After that,
we bought a nightlight.

The Mighty Nightlight
The Mighty Nightlight

broken nose, dark, night terror, night terrors, nightlight

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