I Used to be Afraid...

Sometimes I cry, I weep,
At the world until dawn,
For there’s a night-time creep,
To this I have no brawn

I’d go to my mother,
The best mom that there is,
She would sing and tell me,
Nothing there! Then a kiss

So I nodded my head,
Went to sleep without fear,
Told myself in my bed,
Now I must have some cheer

The nights roll by slowly,
I watch the window pane,
Then a thwack! from the tree,
How can I stay this sane?

Now I am much older,
A newly grown woman,
Am I any bolder?
I think perhaps I am