The Attic

in a dark and dusty moment filled with fears
I shouted and my eyes soon filled with tears
I couldn't see which direction I should go
so I got down on my knees , crawled to and fro
I saw a little window far away
and soon made my way towards the light of day
I sat by that window most all day long
how is it that things can be so wrong?
why did she shove me in here, lock the door?
she said my doll was in here on the floor
she said there's books and things that you'll like, too
Don't cry now, for I'll spank you if you do.
no light, no air, and all sweaty and hot
I sat very still on that one safe spot
then coming up the drive I saw my dad's car
and knew that help couldn't be very far.
I saw my mama step out in the yard
so I banged with my fist very loud and hard
so hard that it hurt to try any more
Swiftly my dads face appeared at the door
he picked me up gently, carried me down
his face was wearing this terrible frown
not for me, but for the horrible deed
my sister had done, the punishment she'd need
all was sadly undertaken
me bereft, and badly shaken
I cried for many days and nights
and darkness brought so many frights
it took me ages to get over this
and frankly I'm not crazy 'bout my sis