One Snowy Night

• Chelsea Breene, Grade 3
• Poetry
• 2016

On a dark and snowy night,
A ghost gave me a fright.
There was a knock on the door,
Then it rose from the floor.
It had a look of dread,
And then it floated to my bed.
I ran screaming from the house,
To my lovely friend the mouse.
As we walked to my home,
Mouse brushed her hair with a comb.
And as soon as she dropped it on the floor,
And quietly walked out the door,
I saw the ghost no more,
It stopped rising from the floor.
That is why you always stick with a friend,
Because they will help you out in the end.