Like A Thief In The Night Poem by Helen Wilby

Like a thief in the night
You came
Creeping silently
Stealing all that was most precious
Leaving me to wake to the chaos
That used to be a well ordered life.

Tiptoeing through my house
Removing all of value
No voice no voice
No laughter
No joy
You took them all
Like a thief in the night

Now I lie shaking
Waiting to see
What else has gone
Vanished without a trace
No word of warning
No second chance

I hear your footsteps
The whisper in the air
As you circle around my bed
What next?
What next will I awaken to find gone?


Like a thief in the night
You have taken it all
And I awake
Grieving for what is gone,
Frightened for tomorrows loss.