Oh at what age,
do you tell a child?
this world is.
At what point is innocence
to be left behind?
Too early or too late,
Either way you can’t be right.
So should I tell her that monsters are real
But Santa Clause is a lie,
“That jolly man you love is just a lie.”
Or will I stand straight-faced.
Or ever really be sure,
that there are no monsters under her bed.
I think I will wait one more day.
“There are no such thing monsters, sweetie.”
“Now go back to sleep or Santa won’t come.”
Terence McGovern ‘05