Thursday, February 14, 2013

So Many Valentines!

I wrote this little story when my children were smaller.  I love that I have so many Valentines.  Happy Valentines Day!

                                                         DOWN TO THE BASEMENT

                                                             By Laura J. Marshall

Momma was downstairs, 

in the basement.

Down into the dark she went.

The stairs creaked as she left.

We sat there and waited.

At the top of the stairs.

Smelling wet cobwebs and dust.

And the lingering scent of Momma's perfume.

We looked at each other.

The three of us uncertain.

Would she ever come up from down there?

We had been playing knights with swords and pretend dragons.

Wearing all of our bravery on our sleeves and within moments, we agreed to a rescue.

There was a thrill down our spines with each step we took.

The darkness was really quite thick.

Visions of snakes and scary beasts came into our minds.

We clung to our oldest brother's arm.

"We're coming."     "We will save you!"   "Are you there?"

The whirring of the washer could be heard from the landing.

It drew us closer, as did our dear mother's voice.


When she saw us, she smiled.

"My knights in shining armor!"

With a wave of her arm she neatly folded the warm towels, hot from the dryer.

"Do you think brave knights, with your swords, you could get that spider over there,” she asked, glancing over her shoulder.

One of my brothers let out a holler, Ahhhhhhhhhgggggg!

Of which we all followed suit.

Heading up, up, up away from the smelly smell,

and the dust

and the darkness,


Catching our breath and with a grin to our comrades in arms,

We sat there and waited at the top of the stairs.

Would she ever come up from down there?


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