Door 24 - The Old Grandmother's Warning
Take care my child when walking home alone,
When the sun is catched in gnarled boughs of trees,
And red beams bleed through scratchy twigs and leaves
Take care my child and always come straight home,
Never stray or stop to play in the park,
For there are hungry shadows in the dark
Take care my child and hurry quickly home,
When copses chew on the last bites of light,
Crooked shadows will reach out to bar your flight
Take care my child and run, run swift for home,
For that shadowy shape flitting in the woods
Is a raggedy horror in a blood-stained hood...
Extract from Songs of the Red Vale: A Treasury ed. Robert Bowen (Haining Press 1863)
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