He tiptoed down the hallway
by moonlight shining in;
he tiptoed to the kitchen
and found the cookie tin.
Then suddenly — a flashlight! —
and sister’s shadow there.
“You’re eating cookies, aren’t you?
I’ll tell if you don’t share.”
Ragtag Daily Prompt this morning: TIPTOE
I woke up around 2:30 am and couldn’t sleep, so I’m tiptoe-ing around this morning, too. But my choice is a cup of coffee and fruit bread. 🙂