Thank you, Anni. Maybe I'm a masochist because I do like making things difficult for myself. I considered rhyming each line as well, but that was a bridge too far. Perhaps next time...
Careful where you tread, oh little one,
faithless the stones on which you run;
beware the watching danger in the dark,
the hounds that bite worse than they bark,
the nightmare horde that feeds on sleep,
it steals the dreams that you would keep.
Uneasy is your path through life itself -
your future teeters on the shelf.
Line count: 8
Rhymed couplets
For Express It In Eight, 07.28.23
Prompt: Write an uneasy poem.
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