Under the covers, hide from the dark

No fear in sight, just pure glee

The blinding flashlight pointing playfully

Little me is free

Of the dangers

In dark

Under the tent, hide from the dark

The elk, the bears, 

Will they bite?

They might, but I should not fright

Little me may not know

The dark where the bears hide is not the monster

It's the devoid dark.

Under the sky, hide from the dark

Let the dancing moon, hit its mark

On the clock, it will see

12 o'clock it claims to be

Dark is alive

Welcome in fact,

Hiding in silence

Of the loudness from screams

Under the roof, hide from He dark

Close your door, hide the art

That is you, your life and passions,

Not the dream of dark, not faint of

Heart will break, bad blood gush from the chest

Its my fault, that's what dark says.

Dark says he's done, the sun will rise

But the dark will come, and need the flashlight again 

Tis not the first time dark says he's done,

Yet even when the kind sun may come

It shall set, again and again

Dark demands apologies

“The sun is not supposed to fall”

When apologies attempt, 

Dark is exempt

From his hearing and asks

The words fall from my mouth

A million times

“I'M sorry” I say

But dark does not hear

The flashlight, she is bright

Heart and soul, her light,

Long lasting, longer than the sun,

She'll help me read and write,

But most of all she'll help me fight

Night is gone, Sun has risen, bright flashlight is off

But I still glisten.

Flashlight has gone,

Lost to the unknown

Dark finds his way back,

But it is no longer he

Flashlight has fled,

My Juliet,

Gone with the cold wind.

Not under the covers

Don't hide from the dark

For dark will come

But the playful sun will rise