Thief In The Night

Night Small ( D H Lawrence)
- Garry Shead

Last night a thief came to me

And struck at me with something dark.
I cried, but no one could hear me,
  I lay dumb and stark.

When I awoke this morning
  I could find no trace;
Perhaps ’twas a dream of warning,
  For I’ve lost my peace.

- D H Lawrence