Go Home Stay Home
The ground of the ditch was freezing.
I used the waves thundering down on the beach to my advantage.
Crawling along the ditch trying to get closer to home,
I could feel the little eyes of the possums watching me.
Then suddenly, their line of sight changed to the left. So did mine.
That’s when I saw the light of a torch, coming closer and closer.
I made the decision to run for home.
As I sprinted I could hear footsteps right behind me and a torch-light
appeared beside me then.
The light fell on me, but it was too late,
I had made it home.
Written by Cooper HouseInspired by Vernon Scannell