To Knock, or Not

To Knock, or Not

Looking through the windows, don't know what I see

The door is slightly ajar,

Should I ring the bell, or just wait and see

Inside perhaps I'll find a treasure, perhaps an empty shell Though temptation is great, I'm still stood outside, afraid to go in

What scares me most?

Is it the fear of finding an empty room or is it the insatiable lure of potential treasure inside?

If the door should open, I'd gladly walk in If it remains closed, I'll carry on walking

Never knowing what was inside