The Borrowers

While you sleep, in your bed, from out, of the walls, the borrowers 
come, to borrow!
They mean you, no harm; all things will be back, safe, in their 
places, tomorrow.
Books are most prized, for knowledge, therein; wee borrowers hunger,
to learn!
Through hours, of night, candles burns bright, as gigantic pages, they
turn.
If you should awake, the books, they'll forsake, to hide again, out,
of your sight.
If rustling, you hear, there's no reason, to fear; just wish them, a
kindly "Good-night!"
If candles alarm, (now, they could do some harm!), I've a small
suggestion, for you,
Provide a night-light, and all will be right; they'll appreciate it,
if you do!
Donna L. Ferguson Dudley copyright 2015 9/24/15

Fairies, Myths, and Magic