There was a knocking at my door
I thought I’d heard that sound before
One doesn’t knock at doors today
We’ve progressed to another way.
In times as these it’s safety first
Our peaceful days have been dispersed
I peered into the peep-hole there
And all I saw was empty air.
How strange I thought, what could it be
Who was it came to visit me ?
The intercom said not a word
The entry bell I hadn’t heard
The lift announces every floor
There is a chime beside each door.
At last I thought I’d take a chance,
I’ll open up to get a glance
And there before my very eyes
Was tiny Andrew, my surprise,
How pleased was I to say hello
Much sadder still to see him go !
Claire V. Bogdanos 