25/10/2025
When the monster knocks
Will you answer?
Will you listen?
Is it not the only way?
First note...
He knocks
He doesn't barge in and take over.
He doesn't hide in dark corners
Not anymore
He knocks.
And you rise from your seat at the table
And open the door
Come in
You say
I just put the kettle on.
And you sit
The two of you
Both so young
So vulnerable and afraid
So innocent and unsure
Lost, unheard, And you talk
You tell stories of times gone
Of shadows and wickedness
Of horrors and pain
You drink hot tea.
And giggle about the joyful times
The laughter and the kindness
The joys and the love
As you nibble on scones with jam.
And you sit
The two of you
Together, no longer alone
Both so young but heard
So vulnerable yet safe
Found, Loved.
And you play...
When the monster knocks
Will you answer?
Will you listen?
Is it not the only way?
Bella D π€π€