Going Upstairs in the Dark

I’m climbing up the stair.
It’s dark up there. It’s dark up there.
The light switch isn’t down the stair.
It’s way up there. It’s way up there.
I’m climbing up the stair.
Do I dare ask who’s waiting there?
I know that ghosts are very rare,
But still one might be hiding there.
I’m climbing up the stair.
I feel a tingle in my hair.
I think perhaps I feel a stare.
I think perhaps I feel a glare.
I’m climbing up the stair.
It isn’t fair. It isn’t fair.
To send me to the ghosts’ dark lair.
Don’t they care? Don’t they care?
I tiptoe, tiptoe up the stair.
I flip the switch. I’ve made it there.
The light shines here. The light shines there.
I gave that ghost a great big scare!

© 2012 Elizabeth Ehrenfest Steinglass, all rights reserved

5 replies
  1. Anonymous says:

    Excellent! Great way to use a single rhyme sound. I’ll share this one with my daughter, who woke up last night with bad dreams but still loves spooky rhymes!

    Steven Withrow

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