This field behind my house I know quite well

Know to wear long pants to cheat the briars

And long sleeves too, the skeeters to repel

Watch your feet to save pollen suppliers

Walking to the edge requires an hour

A fallen log provides a resting spot

To search for the rare, elusive flower

I was distracted, that’s how I got caught

No one could hear me yell in the meadow

Too late remembering the lesson...

I do not like to walk alone at night

I feel I’m being followed by something

The shadows gather and repel the light

I linger in the glow, afraid they’ll spring

I do not know their motives, I fear them

Why do they slink around and hide in dark

A creature of the day, night I condemn

These shadows follow me, lurk in the park

They are not visible to most people

They show themselves when they are o...