Poetry Response - My Fear

In this poem, Raab personifies fear. It reminds me of the little person sitting on your shoulder whispering things in your ear. He, being fear, follows and keeps track of people like the annoying voice telling you things that won't leave you alone. The person narrating this poem wants Mr. Fear to give him something small that can fit in his pocket and fall through so that it doesn't bother or stick to him and is easily ignored. He also wishes that fear gives him a small brown bat or crickets because there are things he is familiar with and are easy to handle. We can all relate to this poem because all of us have small fears, such as getting a bad grade on a test, to big fears like having a meteor fall from the sky and land on you. We can't avoid having fears, but some of them we can ignore and deal with better than others.