Knock Knocking at my lonely door he came,
Struggled To open it, But alas was I saved in Vain,
Left me with a Chance this dreadful time,
But whisperd words that Things Might not be fine.

Thought about my meet day and Night,
Worries, tensions feeling me and i grinned,
Saw him Knock someone elses door,
Not as Lucky as me....the person had to go.

My knockin frnd did not part and tried ways,
Aware was I, for I heard them all say,
"It comes like a Thief in the night,
And sets Not you, But the rest in Fright"

Tried Hard, To not think of his unprepared call,
And Lived each day firm and tall,
Many encounters had i with him,
A friend and Foe now i seen.

Tired and weary, weak and sad felt I,
Waited for him to knock, with Joy I cried,
A true friend was He, heard My Plea,
And slept in peaceful slumber, a Everlasting dream