Nightmare Poem by sabrina davies

Tossing and turning,
All around her bed,
As she is dreaming,
Her head is filled with dread,
She trys and trys,
But can't seem to wake,
When morning comes,
It will be too late,
Tear filled eyes,
Rushing to her mothers bed,
The little girl crys,
And her mother sighs,
The dream is done,
The night is gone,
The day she is to greet,
Then the night comes again,
The animals rush in there dens,
And the little girl is filled with fright,
once again...