He loved to do his stealing in the early morn.
He would steal anything under the sun.
He stole things from his friends.
He would even steal from his own kin.
Around him nobody's property was safe.
No matter how many precautions they had in place.
A thief has no mercy at all. He does even steal from his own kin. You have duly delineated on thief. Beautiful poem. Thanks for sharing.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
About the stealthiness of an early morning crook- the early bird gets the worm! Even in the world of crime!