One can never be sure, When you open a door, What you might find, Lurking behind! Will you feel glad, Or maybe just sad? Will it be a surprise, That will meet your eyes? Will it be a shock, That’ll give you a knock? Will it be scary and dark, Or like a walk in the park? A room that you know, Filled with firelight glow. Or a room from the past, You hurry from fast? Will someone be there, That’ll give you a scare, Or will it just be, A friend that you see, One that’s known or new, Standing smiling at you? But one can never be sure, When you open that door, What you will find, Lurking behind!