Night Light
Blue canary in the outlet by the light switch
Who watches over you?
Who watches over you?
-
They Might Be Giants,
"Birdhouse
in Your Soul"
My granddaughter, who has napped
through November dusk, awakens scared
by sudden dark. I need a night light, she says,
so I promise to get one at the store.
There are many to choose -
Disney characters, Hello Kitty, and so forth -
but I pick a generic model
with a plain translucent cover.
It's enough to soothe her, and now
when she wakes, there is a faint glow
and shadows that have become familiar.
The monsters don't like it,
this lighthouse beacon that guides her
out of the sea of her dreams,
away from rocky fears,
and safely to her bedroom shore.
Night Light (II)
Blue canary in the outlet by the light switch
Who watches over you?
- They Might Be Giants,
"Birdhouse in Your Soul"
When you get tired of singing your song of light,
when you eventually burn out, who will fix you?
We may all be sleeping, and your beacon that once stood tall
may not protect us any longer from the rocky coasts
and shallow shoals of our dreams.
When your filament goes to black and we wake,
the monsters will slink out of the shadows
and loom like something more than they are.
Maybe you need a night light too, to back you up,
something contemporary like Frozen or Hello Kitty,
innocent enough, but with the strength of ten lighthouses,
and an LED that will last for years.
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