I woke up with a shock one night

to see a shining glow

dancing on the ceiling

like a spotlight at a show.

I watched it for a moment

not making any sound;

and then I heard a little noise

from somewhere on the ground.

At this, I reached out for my torch

and slowly drew the beam

across the wall, on to the floor,

to prove I had a dream.

And there upon the floor

sat a tiny little man

with a smile upon his cheeky face

and clothes like Peter Pan.

He shone his ring about him

from deep inside his pocket,

the light was so intense, because

his hand was in the socket….!

Breno©