LET ME IN!

 

I hear you, little wind,

Your endless pounding at my door!

I know you have been here before –

So tell me, “Where have you been?”

No I am not going to let you in!

Go away – I’m going to count to ten.

 

You show up at dawn, before its light,

And to my life you play no part . . .

Like a child with an innocent heart –

(This crazy world is still out of sight)

And tomorrow you will try again . . .

“But on hot days I am your friend,

So open the door and let me in!”

I hear you, little wind.

 

Epaphroditus© November 18, 2023