Stephen, wake up! There's some one at the gate.
Quick, to the window ... Oh, you'll be too late!
I hear the front door opening quietly.
Did you forget, last night, to turn the key?
A foot is on the stairs, nay, just outside
The very room, the door is opening wide...
Stephen, wake up, wake up! Who's there? Who's there?
I only feel a cold wind in my hair...
Have I been dreaming, Stephen? Husband, wake
And comfort me: I think my heart will break.
I never knew you sleep so sound and still....
O my heart's love, why is your hand so chill?
Barbara Fell
Wilfrid Wilson Gibson
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Poem topics: I love you, feel, hair, husband, never, night, sleep, wind, wide, room, hear, cold, forget, comfort, sound, window, break, heart, love, door, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
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