Monsters Under My Bed

I'm so thankful
that there aren't
any monsters
hiding or residing
under my bed.
Good 'Ole Dad
searched every crook
and cranny
of this space which shelters
my bed and my personal 
belongings.
And low and behold,
on the matter
of my bed,
this is what my dad
said to me.
"There's nothing here.
No monsters in your room.
None in your closet.
I checked it
with my broom!
I got on my knees,
and I looked under
your bed.
Go to sleep, son.
Get some rest.
By morning, you will 
have forgotten
this whole, crazy mess!"

As Thomas Hook once said,
"The heaven upon earth
to the weary head."