Stranger At My Door Poem by Colin Ian Jeffery

There came a knocking on my door
And a stranger
Familiar to my mind asked entrance
Yet I could not name him.

I gave him food and shelter
He sat at my table
No words he spoke
Until we sat before the fire.

He talked into the early hours
Speaking of secret things
I thought only I did know
Deeds shameful to the soul.

Taking my hand at dawn
He led me forth into the twilight
Then I knew him to be Death
Come to take my soul.