Bereft Poem by Barry Middleton

now even the dog has gone by the door
that I left ajar as I have before

I heard it slam the wind blew a gust
reminding me newly and never to trust

for open doors are tempting to thieves
who always find out an incoming breeze

I blame no one else for all I have lost
I left the door open regardless of cost

treasure and friends have all blown away
I doubt they'll return on some other day

but should they appear my pantry is stocked
a pity for them my door is now locked