the stranger arrives, <br />his voice almost remembered, <br />his smell like rain, <br /> <br />and something else. <br />his soft insistent knock <br />rings like a bell, <br /> <br />his hand on the knob... <br />can you hear? <br />the sound of his footfall.... <br /> <br />tis but death come knocking... <br />he brings no baggage. <br />will you open the door?<br /><br />Eric Cockrell<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/tis-but-death/
