Falling

Reclining in my easy chair
On a day oh so fair
When there was no one there
There came a knock on my lair

"Who may it be"
This thought buzzed through me
"I guess I'll go and see"
And I approached the door with glee

Little I knew, of those horrible things in store
Things lurking, in front door
"Who is it?" I implore
And I opened the door to explore

When I opened my eyes
I thought about my demise
And among my cries
I found out, no man flies