Her Ordeal
As the sun goes down
she sits quietly on a couch by the veranda
many confusing thoughts cloud her mind
she has a black eye from last night's showdown
tick tock the clock is ticking for another round
another round of pain and strain
she fearfully stares at the gate
tearfully gazes in vain
for any signs of 'that man'
for a moment her friend's advice crosses her mind
'run away as far from'that man' as you can
but another thought tells her otherwise
'stay and be strong' it says
as the darkness accumulates
she notices that monstrous dark figure approach the gate
she breathes heavily....shaking
as he draws near, she stands up
she whispers to herself....,''whatever!'