THAT NIGHT

ONE LATE NIGHT , READING A BOOK,

CLICKING SNAPS,AND SEEING THE JACKET HOOKED IN THE HOOK.

EATING A BURGUR, DRINKING A COKE,

FEELING THE RAIN, HEARING A KNOCK KNOCK.

I WALKED TO THE DOOR,

WHICH WAS MAKING A NOISE LIKE SOOR.

SEEING NOTHING I RAN TO THE BED,

TO COVER MY BODY ALONG THE HEAD WITH A BLANKET.

SHIVERING IN FEAR,

BROKEN INTO TEAR.

I WAS NOT HAVING A GOOD NIGHT ,

BUT I HAD SLEPT TIGHT.