"Thump, Thump" the sound of running,As I duck behind a door.
I can hear my heart a-pumping,
"Boom, Boom" against the floor.
I lie down on the ground,
And listen to it beat.
"Boom, Boom" I hear it pumping,
And I hear the sound of feet.
"Pat, Pat" the distant sound
of footsteps away downstairs.
"Thump, Thump" they get much louder,
And its more than I can bear.
"Pat-Pat" they go away now,
My fear is now drawn taught.
If they come right back now,
I will be surely caught.
I hear my breath quite loudly,
"Whoosh-Whoosh-Whoosh" it goes.
How long will it last now?
No one really knows.
This poem was written in 1996 by Nate Boshears, age 13.
