Night Light Toilet Trip comic poem 371 by Angela Lansbury

 

It's dark at night

There is no light

I won't wake others

And give them a fright

So when I feel

That nature calls

I creep out

And collide with walls

I hope that I

Won't trip and fall

At first I am not

Pleased at all

But in the bathroom

In the light

Shut door, and wait

Turn on the light

Here I am

It's only me

I can see

The colour of wee

Turn off the light

Now I don't mind

Learn what its like

When you are blind

It's not to bad

I quicly find

I'll leave the bathroom

Far behind

I feel the carpet

On the floor

I feel hard hadnle

On the door

Tiptoe along

Holding the walls

I'm confident

That I won't fall

In the bedroom

Knees reach soft bed

Feel for the pillow

Rest my head

My silk pillow

Strokes my soft cheek

I'm calm and I'll

Review my week

But now the now

Is in my mind

If I were blind

I would not mind

You lose one sense

Don't worry much

You find another

With your touch

Now here's a thought

I want to keep

But in seconds 

I'm fast asleep.

-ends-

Copyright Angela Lansbury. Wed Jan 17 2024