There is a monster under my bed!
Posted July 29, 2010on:
There’s a monster under my bed!
To my mother I said,
She scorned at me ,
I tried to look brave with all my might,
Because I had woken her up in the middle of night.
There’s the monster under my bed!
I screamed again,
But my mother was in no mood,
To listen to my plead again and again.
So reluctantly went I to my room,
My room which was now den of doom.
I went where the evil monster lay,
Ready to eat and slay,
It was my time to pray,
I bravely crept into my room.
But, to my surprise,
Where the evil monster was supposed to lay,
There was a big pile of hay,
I was so happy I began to dance in joy,
What a mysterious day O boy!
– Mahak Jain (10 yrs)
Hey friends, this poem is written by my niece who is just 10 years old. Do let her know how did you like her poem. She has a good collection and wants to start her own blog. I agree completely. What you all say??