The Fright Before Christmas

Dark Rose Poems presents The Fright Before Christmas: On a night that was really cold, he was just 6 years old, he was already in bed and everything was quite; wasn’t asleep just yet, not thinking of the presents he would get, It was a sad Christmas Eve night. Heating blanket on, all warm and furry, on his mind there was some worry, things only a child could understand; he was a light sleeper and easily woken up, his room was dark and the door was shut, this night would not end the way he planned. Types: fantasy poems / gothic poems. Dark Rose Poems By Lord Freakzilla is a dark poems / dark poetry / fantasy poems / gothic poems of Dark Rose Poems. The Fright before Chrstmas

On a night that was really cold,
he was just 6 years old,
he was already in bed and everything was quite;
wasn’t asleep just yet,
not thinking of the presents he would get,
It was a sad Christmas Eve night.

Heating blanket on, all warm and furry,
on his mind there was some worry,
things only a child could understand;
he was a light sleeper and easily woken up,
his room was dark and the door was shut,
this night would not end the way he planned.

Three a.m. a sound he couldn’t explain,
It sounded just like a rattling chain,
maybe nothing bad, at least he was hoping;
a lingering scent still remained,
was that the sweet scent of candy cane?,
then he noticed his door was wide open.

An eerie feeling began to loom,
he could feel a presence within his room,
the air all around was cold and he wasn’t alone;
he lay frozen in fear, nowhere to hide,
had he accidentally crossed over to the other side?,
like he had opened a door into the great unknown.

Experiencing a fright like never before,
sounded like wet water boots walking across the floor,
what was that jingling? Was it a key?;
so many questions yet he lay very still,
a frightened little boy without any will,
curiosity finally got the best of him, he had to see.

He crawled slowly to the end of the bed,
over the bed railing he lifted his head,
his eyes finally focused and he saw….. nothing;
footsteps could still be heard,
and cold air was still being stirred,
so his nothing had to be something.

He could hear another beating to his dismay,
then he realized it was his heart racing away,
he was losing control as his fear would increase;
he felt something cold upon him pressed,
and a warm feeling washed over his chest,
he felt a soothing energy and he was at peace.

He was relaxed and all was calm,
he knew this spirit meant him no harm,
from this day forward his life would never be the same;
six a.m. and all was right,
his brother came to the room and turned on his light,
in a cheerful voice he hollered “Get up, Santa came!”.

He wasn’t really happy and he wasn’t upset,
but this was a Christmas he’d never forget,
this was just the beginning of the strange that occurred;
he learned not to give into foolish fright,
and over the years he would see many strange sight,
but this was the Christmas that introduced him to another world.

Although many in this world may never agree,
It’s plain that the energy you have is key,
for it affects everyone everywhere big and small;
only one way that happiness can be spread,
wishing multiple blessings upon each person’s head,
and wishing positive energy to you all.
Forever and always!

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By: Lord FreakZilla ®
˜Dark Rose Poems˜ ©

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Dark Rose Poems presents The Fright Before Christmas: On a night that was really cold, he was just 6 years old, he was already in bed and everything was quite; wasn’t asleep just yet, not thinking of the presents he would get, It was a sad Christmas Eve night. Heating blanket on, all warm and furry, on his mind there was some worry, things only a child could understand; he was a light sleeper and easily woken up, his room was dark and the door was shut, this night would not end the way he planned. Types: fantasy poems / gothic poems. Dark Rose Poems By Lord Freakzilla is a dark poems / dark poetry / fantasy poems / gothic poems of Dark Rose Poems. The Fright before Chrstmas