Memories from school...

Here's a poem I recited when I was in primary school. I had forgotten all but the first two lines but I looked it up and it is a lovely, mysterious poem...

Some One

-by Walter de la Mare

Some one came knocking
At my wee, small door;
Some one came knocking,
I'm sure-sure-sure.
I listened, I opened,
I looked to left and right,
But naught there was a stirring
In the still, dark night.
Only the busy beetle
Tap-tapping in the wall,
Only from the forest
The screech owl's call,
Only the cricket whistling
While the dewdrops fall,
So I know not who came knocking,
At all, at all, at all.