Vigilant

The house is still and all is well.

They've been gone since the morning,

Making me the guardian.

Nothing comes in or out without me knowing.

I am perched at the top of the grand set of stairs,

Enabling me to see the entire house.

With my hearing however, my spot is almost meaningless.

Nothing comes in or out without me knowing.

I hear rustling in the corner of the TV room.

I hurry over to find a roach, and the problem is taken care of.

It was obviously born in the house, for

Nothing comes in or out without me knowing.

As I make my way back to my post, I hear people.

They are approaching the side door.

I sprint to the door ready to defend.

Nothing comes in or out without me knowing.

I hear the familiar rattling in the doorknob, the rattling a key makes.

I am overcome with joy as the door opens and they are there!

My job is done for the day, and I can rest until tommorow.

Nothing comes in or out without me knowing.