Grandma's Magical Quilt

A silhouette Backlit by glowing silver-gray Lanky shadow Lurking in my bedroom doorway Arms stretch down, impossibly long Deformed joints, disturbingly wrong Pretending sleep Muscles strain, be utterly still Begin to shake Body trembles against my will I dream, irrationally hope I scream, intentionally? Nope. Shadow arms reach Up the wall, across my ceiling Cover my head with Grandma's quilt, magic feeling Love protection, hopefully right The darkness, increasingly light