Coming around the bend

Walking alne at night,
was scary
and always gave me a fright

And tonight
I was walking alone
without a light

I walked through the alley
and walked past a building
where there was a ralley

Then the thing i dreaded most came
A person n the fog
this may sound lame

I made a dart
for the other way
and nearly ran into a cart

"Come back"
came the voice
but as fast as i could I ran for our shack

then the person came around the bend
"sweetie i was worried
"wanna a coat that i could lend"

There tood my mom
with a slight smile
"Just come to a calm

this poem is hard to understand. I was so horrified of he person when really it was only my mom