She Lets Herself In:

She clears the keyhole
Like a thief in the night,
Makes not even a sound
To show-off her delight.

She tip toes to and fro
Across the wooden floor,
Like ghost in the movies
Walking through doors.

With my face in full view
You look right through me,
Just a wasted little look
That you didn't even see.

I'll do my little dance
My moves across the way,
To brighten things up
And help with your day.

I don't mean you harm
Im a happy sunbeam,
From all this golden stuff
That's dripping off me.

I barely fit your keyhole
But I want let you down,
Give me a fair chance
Please don't shut me out.