In the Shadows He Hides

In the shadows, he hides,

Making not a single sound,

In the night he raids,

The pantry and my grounds.

I can feel him,

His eyes on my back,

I can sense him,

His presence in my lodge,

But when the day breaks,

He is nowhere to be found,

Not a single clue he leaves,

Yet he is somewhere around.

Who on earth is he,

Enjoying my hospitality,

This uninvited border,

Elusive, a mystery.

Yesterday he left for me,

A present under the table,

A twitching tiny tail it was,

Right next to my purple sandal.

Was this a thank-you gift,

Was he leaving forever,

Or is it just a token present,

Until we meet next summer.

He wishes to be unseen,

And I am glad to let him be,

My mystery guest unveiled,

The lizard whom I named Terry.