Face so familiar, I cannot place
Reminds me of someone so close
A strange character with no malice or fear
Brings me my sugar and tea
How sweet
Child of the morning, hair bright as gold
How do you cross my private threshold?
Stranger, revere, while yet you are here
Bring me my pills and my tea
Alien presence, forcibly come
I do not welcome you into this home
There is no sanctity, no hope for me
Bring this old widow her wine
Who are you?