Monsters

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for Poets United's Thursday Think Tank prompt: Monsters

As a child,

my son dreamed

often

of monsters.

I'd hear him

calling out,

thrashing

in his bed,

terrified

of the ogres

that peopled

his dreams.

What I didn't know

was a

real, live

monster

visited

my daughter,

when she

was small.

It took

forty-one years

to learn

the true source

of her pain.