I don't write poetry often but here's one of the few. Enjoy!



Mr.Wiggle
By: Andrea Allison

Drenched in shadows, he wiggled when he walked.Filled me with giggles as he creaked and popped.
Mom silenced me every night.But I always put up a fight.
"He's my friend." I would always say.She'd shake her head and walk away.
I lay in bed and sigh.Why does she believe Mr. Wiggle is a lie?
He emerged from the floor.And provided me with comfort once more.
When I grew up, Mr. Wiggle went away.I missed him less and less everyday.
Now I'm married with little girls of my own.We moved into my old childhood home.
Late at night, I hear them giggle.Whispering, "We love you, Mr. Wiggle."

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