I lay peacefully in my darkened home.
Aware of my surroundings I listen with a mothers' intuition.
I hear the rapid pitter patter of tiny feet run across the kitchen floor.
Sobbing cries echo through the once quiet walls.
I jump out of bed, rushing to my child.
'Mama!'� he cries as I scoop him up in my arms.
'It's alright, my child'� I say in the sweetest of tones. 'It was just a bad dream.
He wipes away his tears and hugs me tightly around my neck.
A smile slowly appears across his face as he rests in my arms.
He knows he is safe, from the boogeyman and monsters;
All make believe creatures and fairy land trolls.
He is with his Mama and I am the keeper of all that is good in his eyes.
No bad dream will sneak past me.
I tuck him into bed; kiss him ever so lightly on his forehead and sit watch another night.
I am my sons' protector and it is up to me to keep him safe from all.
Even from nightmares.

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