The Dead of Night

The darkness came and with it flashing lights
The sirens could be heard for miles and miles
As red and white lights danced on the sides of the building
There was only one to meet them, as such the lil child

Dashing to and fro, collectively working as one
They rushed to find her, laying on the cold hard floor
Confusion, chaos momentarily spared
One by one they hustled through the front door

Tools of the trade whisked out of pockets and boxes
Checking her, listening, straining waiting for that breath
Shades of grey consumed her, sunken eyes spoke
What was the lil one seeing could it be signs of death

Her hair a nest, her clothes gargantuan
She stayed right by her side on the frigid solid ground
Soft spoken words barely audible said "please take me to bed"
As the hustle and bustle came to an end lil one turned around

The flickering of the stars in the sky was all that remained
No sirens, no lights, no help on this day
Lil one went back inside sneaking almost slithering like a snake
To where she was, laying in bed because she had gotten her way.

Not once, not twice but three times that night
The chaos in harmony appeared
Lil one wanted someone to grab onto
To reach out and say there's nothing to fear

Faces appeared, disappeared, came and went
In the midst of the frantic movements each one took
Lil one questioned, pondered and spoke
But no one was listening, just writing in their book

A new face arrived, familar and kind
Go slumber lil one, it's time for you to rest
Imagine unicorns and ponies when your eyelids close
In the wake of day you shall be at your best

Sweet dreams and fantasies would not arrive
Demons and fiery monsters abounded
Finally slumber crept up upon her
But in the morning her room was surrounded

Faces of family tore through her home
Not caring that lil one slept like a mouse
All the disturbance and noise that they made
Would have woken the dead inside the house

6/2/09