The Last Boogeyman
by
Walter Jones
(Age: 62)
copyright 08-19-2007 Contest Winner
Age Rating: 13 to 127
Touch the soul of a child in the bedroom
Killed the boggy man and the rest of the doom
Imagination left a year or two ago
His dog and mother died in the early snow
Lord help this child learn to pray for better
Candle left lit in the church of remembrance
Nothing in his young life makes any since
Boggy man not real was but a fear created to survive
Closet door open and the tale under the bed dead
Bottle empty left on the table of learning better
Sister and dolly teach him how to fold his prayers
Talked to the God and angels hidden in his heart there
Pain not a word understood and the bogeyman is dead
Bible a new book under the mattress hidden he is learning to read
Tears left in the eyes of the new family wishing for better
Wife takes his hand leads him to the cemetery and helps see
Life is a gift we often leave in the dying sun of a memory
Some will walk the road in search of the bogeyman but he is dead
Wife allows him to smile and comfort the fear of his own son
Days blend into wonder and the child becomes the man again, only, better
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No matter what you call him, or how you spell his name, the boogeyman is the fear which resides in all of us and can overtake our lives if we let it. Your poem captures the human need to overcome and survive, thus allowing mankind to make the world a better place. Great write, Walt.
Nancy