Insomnia

The Shadow Thief was in my room
Then he ran away
Melting through the window pane

Running down the street
Through pools of foggy light
Yellow in the black of night

I thought I heard his feet
They seemed to say 'Wait for the day'
As they pattered down the street

I hoped he would return
But my heart was loud in my ear
And he did not appear

Then the tired stars
One by one are overcome
By the weary sun

But all at once the Shadow Thief
At the window - look
Returning what he took

And I sleep despite the sun
Until half past one