Hello all! Sometimes these things take a few goes. A rewriting of the last story. Feel free to tell me which you prefer.
Jumper Dad II
Lulu had a problem.
Nightmares came for her every night.
Big and bold, unable to be told
to stop giving her a freight.
She would toss and turn,
her heart would churn,
there was nowhere she could run.
Finally, she’d yell; “Dad! Dad! Dad!”,
and in he’d charge,
ruining their fun.
But Dad was tired,
needed sleep,
he couldn’t keep this up.
He’d fall asleep,
at Lulu’s feet,
while her nightmares ran amok!
So one night, the made a plan,
a great one at that.
An idea Lulu’s old man
had pulled, from his construction hat.
“Here’s my jumper,” he said.
“Or sweater, if you will.”
“That thing I wear every time,
cold days give me a chill.”
“Put it on your pillow,
pretend that it’s me,”
Then he went off to snore,
like a saw,
on a log, from a big tree!
Lulu looked at his jumper,
used as a pillow case.
How could this help?
What could it do?
It didn’t even have a face!
The nightmares giggled under Lulu bed,
“Oh,” they drooled,
this will be good!”
“Go to sleep little girl!
Sleep!”
“Dream yourself into the dark woods!”
They gathered around her bed,
ready to fright and feast,
on the fear of a little girl,
who just wanted some peace.
But, when Lulu’s head rest on the pillow,
that moment,
my,
she knew that Dad was right!
It smelt like him and felt like him,
and just might steer her
safely
through the night.
It had that feel of when
she would have a hard
school day,
and he’d hug her at the gate,
until her blues melted away.
It had the warmth of the joke
he told,
the feeling of a piggy back ride,
the aroma of comfort, strength,
that nightmares could not abide.
After then, Jumper Dad was
never far away.
In good weather, in bad,
happy or sad,
there to save the day.
Her nightmares became small things,
to be put
upon a shelf.
While little Lulu dreamed
the most wonderous dreams,
safe,
within herself.
The End
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