Unlock The Doors Poem by Emmanuel George Cefai

So moaned the winds
It was a wintry day
And light and sun were far away
And stealthy already had
The shrouds begun roaming along the way.

‘Unlock the doors!
Unlock the doors!
The winds to enter will
They neigh; then all falls still
The doors unlock and sudden
Fling
Themselves out; enters the
Wind all still and noiseless

For it was
A dreary wintry day
And light and sun were far away
And stealthy already had
The shrouds begun roaming along the way.