He had watched the house for days
And, this was his chance
In the silence of the night
He leaped over the gate and crept through the garden
Not seeing her yet
In a building nearby
She sat at the window
Her long hair let loose
With coffee in her hands
Deep in a thought
She heard a noise
And turned to see
There he was, walking through the garden
And that is how the robber was caught by an insomniac
